Jiang Ding cursed under his breath.
He spent an entire afternoon cursing that withered lump of flesh and blood, extending his greetings to eighteen generations of its ancestors and every close and distant relative it had. Only then did he feel much better.
"Sure enough, cast off propriety and enjoy a carefree life."
Jiang Ding let out a long breath.
Then he closed his eyes and began cultivating within the Solar Abyss, a sun of boundless radiance, scorching heat, and destruction. He drew in the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth and the Essence of the Great Sun, while using the omnipresent Destructive Sword Intent within the Solar Abyss to temper his own sword intent.
Through this cultivation, his magical power, sword intent, divine soul, and flying sword all grew slowly but steadily.
This was the Great Sun Heavenly Pool, the Great Sun Sword Pavilion's supreme treasure.
One of the most crucial reasons Ming Guangzi was underdeveloped was that he had lost the Great Sun Heavenly Pool. No matter how much of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion's final legacy he inherited, it could not make up for that loss.
After cultivating for only a few days, Jiang Ding suddenly opened his eyes.
"Hmm?"
Jiang Ding's expression turned uncertain.
The magical power within his body fluctuated wildly and chaotically. The same was true within his Sea of Consciousness, where subtle, unnatural ripples had appeared.
Though extremely faint, they existed. A portion of him had slipped beyond his control.
In the past, his Sea of Consciousness had been like a lake, like a mirror's surface. Not the slightest ripple could arise without his permission. His Mastered Level Great Sun Destruction Sword Intent ruled and controlled everything.
Now, a crack had appeared in that control.
For ninety-nine percent of cultivators in the world,