Jiang Ding played with the wisp of Yin Yang Polar Magnetic Divine Light between his fingers, examining it carefully for a long while before placing it upon the Supreme Clarity Flying Sword.
Cute cartoon little hands extended from the smooth blue-gold blade of the Supreme Clarity Flying Sword. They grabbed the divine light and dragged it bit by bit into the flying sword, followed by crisp crunching sounds of crack, crack.
An image arose in the minds of many True Lords: a silly, adorable little girl hugging a beam of divine light and gnawing on it with crack, crack sounds.
Jiang Ding watched the Supreme Clarity Flying Sword.
Its essence began to transform toward the form of magnetic light, yet it did not seem to be light. It was merely a form of energy, lacking such traits as light's wave-particle duality, and differed in many ways from the physical laws of the starry sky.
In summary, the flying sword's "air resistance" and "spatial resistance" had been greatly reduced, making it even faster.
Nascent Soul Cultivators would almost have no possibility of seeing the Supreme Clarity Flying Sword in flight. Many Early Deity Transformation Cultivators were likewise no different.
Jiang Ding emerged from his contemplation and calculations, looking below the ninety-nine steps.
True Monarch Tianyang, True Monarch Xufang, True Lord Qingyun, True Lord Yin Dao, True Monarch Bingxue, True Lord Yun Yu, and other Nascent Soul Cultivators stood solemnly with cupped hands, like statues. Not even the sound of breathing could be heard; a needle dropping would have been audible.
There were one hundred and eighty-seven of them.
That number exceeded even that of the demon lords of the Western Desert. For the first time, human cultivators held the advantage in the number of Nascent Soul Cultivators, and many Nascent Soul