Jiang Ding lightly touched the Broken Sword Tip with his divine sense.
This was something he had done the moment he entered the Immortal Falling Realm, preparing an escape route for himself.
There were simply too many potential enemies!
Even more likely were those Immortal Sect Dharma Cultivator disciples who had no morals or shame whatsoever. They would not fight you at the same level at all. Without an escape route, you were truly finished.
The result sent back this time was still the same.
"I can leave."
Jiang Ding carefully sensed the information transmitted by the Broken Sword Tip.
Two points of starlight appeared within his spirit soul, one representing the Immortal Sect Home Planet and the other representing the Northern Plains Minor Realm.
His heart settled.
At the same time, however, a trace of weakness arose within him. Even the Material Sun Sword Intent, which stood on the verge of breaking through into a sword soul, began to waver and show signs of instability.
"Am I really..."
Jiang Ding sighed softly to himself.
This was the drawback of the Great Sun Sword Cultivator path, a tremendous flaw, yet also the core of the sword dao that the Successive Generations of Great Sun Sword Masters had taken pride in.
Cultivators of the same rank were not permitted to feel fear!
You could burn essence blood to flee.
You could set traps and hide, but you could not submit, nor could you borrow any external power beyond your own abilities.
Once such weakness appeared, it became a tremendous denial of one's own sword intent.
This was an idealistic sword intent.
It was also the lofty ambition, absolute determination, and Great Dao foundation by which Great Sun Sword Cultivators regarded the strongest under heaven as supreme opportunities.
As Jiang Ding ventured