His Lordship Would Never Again Repeat the Helplessness of His Spirit Transformation Days

At this moment, an aura of flawless completeness blossomed from the Great Sun Sword Son.

His mana, divine sense, magical treasures, the insights gained from slaying the Immortal Artifact Son, and nearly fifty thousand years of unrelenting research and participation in immortal cultivation production activities—all these factors had accumulated into a peak seventh-rank Heavenly Sword Sword Technique.

Every single aspect had reached its theoretical limit.

This was his limit, as well as the theoretical limit of the immortal cultivation system he had inherited and expanded.

This was the current limit of the Immortal Sect's immortal cultivation system.

This was the current limit of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion's immortal cultivation theoretical system.

It was likewise the theoretical limit of the Great Yin Yang Sword Realm, and even of the Eight Great Immortal Sects of the former Upper Realm!

All inheritances said that this was the limit: the peak of Three-step Nirvana. There was no road beyond it.

All Supreme Patriarchs and exceptional geniuses throughout the history of the immortal sects had achieved, at most, this step. Though rumors existed of higher realms, no one had ever set foot in them. They were like dreamlike legends.

Jiang Ding's gaze fell upon an object before him.

It was a fist-sized clay jar, containing endless starlight from the universe within it, with Chaos Qi faintly lingering inside.

This was the ninth-rank ultimate treasure he and old friends such as Han Lin had obtained by chance on the Tiangong Star Chain battlefield. It was a treasure formed over hundreds of thousands of years through miracles and coincidences from the foundation treasure of the previous generation's Immortal Sect Lingbao Realm. It could repair one's foundation.

How was Jiang Ding's foundation?

From the perspective of a Dao Child of the Immortal Falling Realm, it was flawless