Everything in this stretch of heaven and earth had calmed.
Reincarnation, the Yellow Springs River, the mysterious youth within reincarnation—all of it vanished, and the skies of the Immortal Falling Realm began returning to normal.
"An alien True Immortal within the Six Paths of Reincarnation..."
Jiang Ding murmured.
Though this being had been intercepted by the Human Race Heavenly Dao and him, and appeared to have failed its ascension, Jiang Ding did not dare underestimate him.
If not for Jiang Ding's existence, he could have used the authority of the Six Paths of Reincarnation to reincarnate across the Endless Starry Sky—or perhaps only across several star domains. Either way, his influence would certainly have far surpassed that of an ordinary True Immortal, granting him a tremendous advantage on the future path of determining the Immortal Path Universe Constants.
The path of the Six Paths of Reincarnation was far too powerful, far too bizarre.
If not for Jiang Ding's existence, with his steady and cautious style and his habit of slumbering for three million years, he would almost certainly have become a True Immortal of the Dream Dao. His talent and brilliance were enough to astonish the world.
No wonder, despite being born of a minor race, he had received the favor of so much Demon Race fortune.
Of course, the Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation was awakening.
That seemed to be another terrifying problem. The True Immortals on this path might not necessarily have the chance to become True Immortals; in the future, they might have to contend with the awakening Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation for authority.
The very thought of this path was frightening.
Jiang Ding had never considered stepping onto the path of the Six Paths of Reincarnation. This was precisely why.
"Kill!"