Jiang Ding, hidden deep within Tu Sanyi's soul, had not merely gone dormant and concealed himself. At the same time, he conducted all manner of scientific experiments, comprehended the Rules of Heaven and Earth in this land, tested all sorts of rule data and soul data, recorded the results, and transmitted them back to the Ancient God World Cluster at designated times.
This was his dull life of lurking in the Foreign Domain.
Lurking, lurking, waiting for fate to flow by until he encountered the being he had been waiting for—a living being from several thousand years in the future.
It was noon, and the sunlight was scorching.
Tu Sanyi stopped working, found a patch of shade, set out an incense altar, and prayed in a low voice, "...Commander of all things, subduer of demons, suppressor of mountains..."
Jiang Ding immediately turned his gaze toward him.
This was a prayer scripture, apparently offered to a deity of extremely high standing. Jiang Ding had long known from Tu Sanyi's memories that it was merely a scripture singing praises and extolling virtues, nothing remarkable. The only strange thing was that it was somewhat too long and too complicated.
These religions simply loved to mystify things. Nothing unusual about that.
That had been Jiang Ding's original thought.
But now, his thinking immediately changed.
As Tu Sanyi recited the scripture, this world changed along with him. Countless invisible spiritual mechanisms gathered here through the all-pervasive Incense Network, descending upon the ancestral aperture between Tu Sanyi's brows. They began cleansing and strengthening his soul.
This was, astonishingly, a scripture for cultivating the soul.
And it had deceived Jiang Ding from the very beginning, making him completely overlook it and mistake it for an ordinary religious prayer ritual.
A grave expression appeared on Jiang Ding's face