"Here... was where Shuoyang Heavenly Monarch sealed his own Immortal Technique Contamination back then..."
Jiang Ding's gaze blazed like a scorching sun as he used his sword intent to scan the square metal mountain, dozens of kilometers across, bit by bit. At last, he reached a conclusion.
Within the Metal Mountain Peak was sealed the body of a rotting giant.
This rotting giant's entire body had decayed. Maggots crawled over it—no, they were not maggots, but manifestations of Immortal Technique Contamination.
Countless harmless fragments of Immortal Technique Knowledge had mixed together, forming something lethally threatening to living souls. They in turn affected the flesh, creating this state of decay.
That was the state of the rotting giant before him.
"This is Shuoyang Heavenly Monarch's Dharma body."
Jiang Ding said it again.
Back then, Shuoyang Heavenly Monarch had likely severed off his own body and sealed it here, isolating part of the Immortal Technique Contamination. He had also had his direct lineage, the Gui Shan Iron Family, establish a sect here. From this starting point, the flourishing Northern Plains Families had multiplied, their descendants spreading throughout the Northern Plains.
Many direct-lineage children of the Northern Plains Families often vanished, whether reasonably or unreasonably. Their final destination was here.
These direct-lineage family cultivators styled themselves as heaven's chosen, devouring collateral bloodlines to improve their spiritual roots. In the end, they too were devoured by their founding ancestor. It seemed to be a cycle.
"The Immortal Technique Contamination here has weakened. It seems to have reached a tolerable level."
Jiang Ding muttered to himself.
Clang!
He drew his longsword, then sheathed it again.
Before him, a golden, searing sword scar appeared across the Gui Shan Iron Family's mountain, dozens of kilometers in size, splitting it down the middle. It then spread throughout the