"Butterfly!"
"Hahahaha... Hahahaha... butterfly..."
Jiang Ding was overjoyed, nearly jumping up to dance.
How important was an opponent to a sword cultivator?
Although he possessed absolute claim over the Seven Great Star Domains, he did not dare let his True Body appear in any corner of them. That would create a severe crisis of loyalty among his subordinates, with consequences neither he nor the Immortal Sect could bear. The loyalty of Human Race powerhouses was always conditional.
And now, he had actually encountered a powerful Demon Race anomaly in the wilderness—a seventh-cal amity dream-path supreme!
Although Jiang Ding had once slain the head of the Seven Kill Sword Master, he had not become arrogant or lost his clear understanding of his own strength.
First, the Seven Kill Sword Master had only been a single head, nowhere near an Eight Calamity Supreme. The gap was immense, just like the difference between a head and a complete living being.
Second, within the Solar System, the Great Sun Sword Master naturally enjoyed the dual blessings of the Nine Spirit Domain's Heavenly Dao and the Spiritless Universe's suppression of high-energy lifeforms. The former amplified the Great Sun Sword Master's combat power, while the latter suppressed the opponent's. Fighting strength within one's own lair and outside it existed on entirely different levels.
Jiang Ding had a clear understanding of his own strength, and an equally precise understanding of the honing stone he needed.
This was a sword cultivator's instinct.
And now, by the instincts of the Great Sun Sword Dao, the butterfly before him carried traces of deathly aura.
This was a beautiful honing stone!
"Butterfly, you're wonderful."
"You seem to have just advanced? What a coincidence!"
Jiang Ding did not rush to attack. Instead, he asked with concern, "Do you need time to stabilize