Chapter 999: Only the Offspring of the Jiao Jiao Mingyu Emperor Prince Can Compare

Jiang Ding gazed at the Blood Dao Sword Puppet before him.

He still bore the appearance of the Blood River King, retaining all of the Blood River King's memories.

In his heart, he was the Blood River King, a human slave of the King rank fleeing and recuperating; during this process, he had encountered a fortuitous opportunity, obtained a sword Dao inheritance, and thus greatly increased his strength.

During this process, no one else participated, and the ancient Secret Realm where he obtained the sword Dao inheritance was indeed real.

If anyone suspected and investigated, they would similarly discover the remnants of this ancient Secret Realm.

"One self-check..."

Jiang Ding swept his divine sense over.

Inside the Blood River King's body, his flesh and blood were filled with dense Metal-attribute sword Dao qi; threads of blood-gold networks permeated his bones and flesh, adding a certain inexplicable aura to his physical form.

The place where the blood-gold aura was most intense was within the Blood River King's spine.

His bones had, at some unknown time, turned into a sword—a bone sword dripping with blood qi and entwined with golden threads!

"Self-check complete."

Jiang Ding whispered, and his figure gradually vanished.

An unknown amount of time passed.

The Blood River King gradually awoke.

His gaze was slightly stiff and confused at first, but the next moment it instantly recovered, revealing an expression of rapture.

"The 'Void Heaven Blood Bone Sword Sutra' has finally been cultivated!"

The Blood River King laughed aloud: "Although this King is but a slave race, I was born with great fortune, encountering constant opportunities. Mo Teng, you dog, this King will surely kill you and exterminate the Mo Teng Xiao Gao Jie race!"

"However, Mo Teng is merely a slave of the First Rank."

"To achieve the Great Emperor, I must find a way with the Jiao Jiao Mingyu Emperor Clan; this Star Domain Emperor Son War may not be without opportunity..."

The Blood River King's eyes flickered, his thoughts already drifting to some place.

For some reason, he had completely forgotten about the vine flower of the Skeleton Blood Vine Demon Emperor Son, instinctively wanting to participate in the Emperor Son War and beginning to plot this matter.

"The strength is acceptable, reaching the peak of Soul Transformation."

"In a direct confrontation with a Soul Transformation peak cultivator of the Jiao Jiao Mingyu Emperor Clan, I should not lose; it was not in vain that I expended so many heavenly materials and earthly treasures."

Jiang Ding, hidden in the void, carefully assessed.

Achieving this in merely ten years was naturally because the Blood River King had a good foundation; once the realm was reached, restoring peak Soul Transformation strength through external alchemy was not difficult.

Moreover, his body contained part of Jiang Ding's sword Dao realm; he was essentially a human sword talisman crafted by Jiang Ding, which could be viewed as an extension of Jiang Ding's power.

Such power was already considered usable.

After all, the Cang Kong Emperor Son and the Yan Liu Emperor Son, though called

Emperor Sons, were merely at the Nascent Soul realm; they were their General rank and did not exceed Soul Transformation power.

The realm has always been the foundational force that overwhelms many talents.

At this moment, the Blood River King's soul and spirit origin had been sealed deep within his sea of consciousness; he was, in substance, a Jiang Ding avatar possessing the Blood River King's memories, equivalent to an extension of his arm.

Subconsciously, the Blood River King would gradually move toward the direction Jiang Ding expected.

Jiang Ding confirmed the Blood River King had no deviation, continued executing the infiltration plan, hid within the soul and spirit of any random slave, and continued monitoring the development of the Emperor Son War.

Currently, the Emperor Son War is progressing smoothly and remains under control.

The armies of the Yan Liu Emperor Son and the Cang Kong Emperor Son are wearing each other down; people from both sides perish and die every moment, especially the Cang Kong Emperor Son.

What the Cang Kong Emperor Son relies on are the dozens of King-rank warriors from his own clan among his three thousand Imperial Guards.

These Emperor Clan Imperial Guards bestowed by the Cang Yan Ancient Emperor were utterly loyal; with three thousand Imperial Guards plus hundreds of thousands of troops temporarily conscripted from the Mo Teng Xiao Gao Jie, they stubbornly withstood the siege of the Yan Liu Emperor Son's millions of regular troops for years without defeat, which was terrifying.

One must know that those hundreds of thousands of temporarily conscripted Mo Teng Xiao Gao Jie troops were merely filling numbers and possessed little combat power.

This is equivalent to three thousand Imperial Guards holding their ground against millions of troops without falling behind.

This is the Emperor Son Imperial Guard Army of the Ancient Emperor family.

Even so, under the siege of the Yan Liu Emperor Son's millions of troops, these three thousand Imperial Guards began to suffer losses, including one King.

These were all cultivators of the Jiao Jiao Mingyu Emperor Clan's own race.

The plan of the Ten Great Dao Sons to wear down the Jiao Jiao Mingyu Emperor Clan's own cultivators is being pushed forward bit by bit.

"Three thousand Imperial Guards, dozens of Soul Transformations... I am somewhat envious..."

Jiang Ding drooled.

This Cang Kong Emperor Son's strength was nothing special, yet his pomp was even greater than his own, which was truly displeasing.

"Sword Son."

"You are stronger than him."

Yue Ling interjected at this moment.

She could move freely within the Jiao Jiao Mingyu region because she needed to prevent possible Void Refinement ambushes.

The Dayang Dayang Tianchi would not care if the Sword Son was killed by Nascent Soul or Soul Transformation cultivators, but its protection against Void Refinement-level existences was extremely strict, as proven by the Taiyi Qingmu Xianzong history of the past hundreds of thousands of years.

In history, there were many times when powerful figures of the Taiyi Qingmu Xianzong personally launched ambushes against the Dayang Sword Son; face was never an issue, yet none succeeded.

"Oh, what is the explanation for this?"

Jiang Ding asked.

"Because, you have me."

Yue Ling said with full confidence: "A mere Ancient Emperor Son; you can look down on him completely."

"If the Sword Pavilion were in its peak period, you would have the Dayang Dayang Tianchi and the Sword Pavilion Inheritance Envoy Hei

two Void Refinement-rank subordinate officials."

"Beneath the two Void Refinement rank officials, you will also have your own army, your own Dao soldiers, your own sect disciples. The prodigies and heroes of all the myriad worlds will gather beneath you, rallying under your banner, obeying your commands, utterly loyal to you alone."

"This is the Sword Pavilion's dual-pillar system."

"Compared to you, the Ancient Emperor's Son is nothing but firefly beside the bright moon."

She said proudly:

"Even when the great powers of Taiyi Qingmu Xianzong meet you, they will often treat you as an equal, because they simply cannot do anything to you. That is the reason Brother Brother Xuanwu, that old fellow, was so polite to you earlier — he was influenced by past history."

Yue spared no effort in describing the glory of the Great Sun Sword Son, doing her utmost to cultivate the sect Sword Son's sense of belonging, and she was thoroughly practiced at it.

Back in the day, Zou Zou Xiyuan was also a Great Sun Sword Son, raised under her watchful eye.

"You are not my subordinate, and neither is Blackie."

Jiang Ding curled his lips.

"Yes, you are."

"As long as you remain the Great Sun Sword Son, you always will be."

Yue said helplessly.

This generation's Great Sun Sword Son simply did not acknowledge the sacred Sword Combat, and harbored a deep grudge over it.

Jiang Ding paid no more attention, closed his eyes to rest, lay low, and quietly waited for time to pass, waiting for the situation to change.

This was inevitable.

The Cang Kong Emperor's Son and the Yan Liu Emperor's Son would not remain locked in stalemate forever. When one side could no longer hold on, a collapse was certain to come — it was merely a matter of time.

Several years later, Jiang Ding opened his eyes.

A change had indeed occurred.

A wisp of Jiang Ding's divine sense flowed into the Divine Soul Void Realm. Nine slightly haggard, hazy figures saw him, and their eyes brightened slightly.

"The Yan Liu Emperor's Son has been defeated."

The Shadow Demon Dao Son said briefly: "Several million of our own clan and slave-clan's regular armies besieged them for over ten years. The men and horses were exhausted, cultivators suffered heavy losses, the slave-clan's casualties were even more shocking — two Kings died, and over ten were gravely wounded."

"We did our best. We slew five Horned Demon Imperial Clan Kings among the Cang Kong Emperor's Son's personal guards, wearing down the Cang Kong Emperor's Son's strength to the maximum, letting him hold out until today. For this, we lost more than half of our King-rank strength."

"But in the end, the Yan Liu Emperor's Son still lost. The dozens of Horned Demon Imperial Clan King guards of the Cang Kong Emperor's Son were simply too shameless."

"Currently, the Yan Liu Emperor's Son is fleeing in disarray, and the Cang Kong Emperor's Son is pursuing the defeated. Countless Horned Demon Imperial Clan cultivators are surrendering to him, including many Kings of the Flame Stone Family, who have already despaired and ceased their hostility."

"Our balance plan has failed."

"Do you have a way?"

The nine Dao Sons looked expectantly at this Domain Sovereign's Sword Son — the Great Sun Sword Son whose rank was nearly half a tier above their own.

In this Horned Jiao Jiao Mingyu domain, perhaps only the legendary Horned Jiao Jiao Mingyu Emperor reborn, or the Horned Jiao Jiao Mingyu Emperor's offspring, might be able to stand on equal footing with him.