This secret realm suddenly dissipated.
Jiang Ding appeared alone in the starry sky, slightly dazed.
In his hand, aside from the items left behind by Immortal Artifact Son, was a pitch-black Lightning-struck Wood Stump.
The stump looked as though it had been struck by lightning that had attained immortality, radiating an illusion of transcendence beyond the mundane world. It seemed as if, in the next moment, it would leave the mortal realm, wash away all worldly karma, and depart for somewhere else.
Many Golden Runes flickered in and out of sight upon the Lightning-struck Wood Stump. The Immortal Dao Runes were exceedingly complex; even the current Great Sun Sword Master felt a faint ache in his soul upon looking at them, unable to understand the information contained within even a single Golden Rune.
The parts containing the least information were probably the few characters at the very top.
"...Tiangong...forge...cauldron..."
Jiang Ding recognized only those four characters. He did not know the several characters in between.
Before the other characters, he was an illiterate who had never attended school for a day. He could not comprehend them, could not perceive them, and did not even possess the qualifications to do so.
"What is this?"
"Why did that Lingbao Realm powerhouse give it to me..."
Jiang Ding took a deep breath.
Instinctively, he sensed that this was a world-shaking supreme treasure, perhaps even connected to the destruction of the Lingbao Realm. Its value was immeasurable, and its danger equally immeasurable.
There were too many factors involved in all these thoughts. For a moment, his soul grew muddled, the volume of calculations exceeding its capacity.
Yet none of it could stop the most fervent desire in the Great Sun Sword Master's heart!
"Those dawdling pieces of trash!"
"This sovereign has descended to bestow