This anomaly made Jiang Ding furrow his brow.
His divine consciousness began taking over the entire Youyan Prefecture, processing all manner of intelligence, reviewing records from every stage of Youyan Prefecture's development, as well as the materials submitted by every Swallow.
The chief official of Youyan Prefecture was indeed the Joyful Union Saintess, but that did not mean Youyan Prefecture belonged to her.
The Great Sun Sword Son had always possessed the highest authority.
Furthermore, this intelligence front had other hidden lines: the weeds growing throughout the various Great Thousand Worlds, as well as the dreams of many Swallows.
All kinds of restraints, all kinds of methods—the system was exceedingly rigorous. The Joyful Union Saintess's so-called full authority only applied when Jiang Ding was not needed.
After a long while, Jiang Ding nodded slightly.
"Brother Tushan,"
"There are just this few Eight-step Dao Children."
The Joyful Union Saintess spoke listlessly. "The path of Dao Fruit Dao Children becomes harder the further one goes. Don't be fooled by the mere handful of Eight-step Dao Children—who knew how many corpses of heavenly geniuses and outstanding heroes had been spent to create them? The waste was terrifying. Only a few factions that emerged victorious from the Immortal Dynasty's political struggles, coupled with plenty of luck, could produce an Eight-step Dao Child."
"The late Immortal Dynasty was astonishingly rotten."
"Heh!"
"So, in this era, the Joyful Union Holy Land was one of the strongest victors?"
The Desolate Fire Sword Son sneered mockingly. "Unfortunately, that seemed to have been its final brilliance. Afterward, it rapidly declined. For a time, it even lost its sect and wandered the starry sky, only restoring it after more than a million years."
"The only place suitable for your sect is a dung pit."
"Other than that, it would be