Jiang Ding opened his eyes from studying the classics.
Before him, countless sword cultivators had submitted. Every one of them was a renowned powerhouse of a region or land, ruling the order of a stretch of heaven and earth. Yet now, they willingly expressed their respect.
The sight stirred one's emotions, giving rise to wild fantasies of being invincible beneath heaven and supreme within the universe.
"Rise."
Jiang Ding said indifferently.
His heart was utterly calm, without the slightest ripple.
As the Immortal Sect's Great Sun Councilor, having experienced countless wars and political struggles, how could such a scene possibly affect his Dao heart?
"Yes, Sword Son!"
The many sword cultivators respectfully rose to their feet without any hesitation.
"Have Xuan Yin Divine Monarch and Shou Gui Divine Monarch not been found?"
Jiang Ding asked softly.
He would never forget any living being that had attacked him when he was weak. Never.
However, for a Dao Child, the scope of an entire World Cluster was still too vast. Thus, he had issued an order: execute those he had marked and bring back their heads.
Among them, Xuan Yin Divine Monarch belonged to the Taiyin Lineage, so this order would be carried out by the Great Sun Sword Cultivators and the Tushan Maids.
Shou Gui Divine Monarch belonged to the Lei Yang Heavenly Sword Realm. All sword cultivators of the Great Yin Yang Sword Realm would carry out this order without reservation, and there would be no delays.
There was no anger in his gentle question, yet instinctively, every sword cultivator's heart trembled.
The powerhouses from the various realms remained tongue-tied, not daring to speak.
The Great Sun Sword Cultivators, who had once roamed freely in all directions with boundless heroic spirit and were even famed for mad destruction, now looked