Ming Guangzi was dead.
"That bastard actually died."
"Good riddance..."
Jiang Ding sighed softly.
Obviously, when that brat had been alive, Jiang Ding could not even be bothered to meet him, much less offer him any support. He had simply let him grow on his own, like hardy weeds by the roadside.
But now that he was dead, why did Jiang Ding feel somewhat upset instead?
Jiang Ding pondered for a long while before finding the answer in his heart.
Throughout his life, Ming Guangzi had always upheld the sword laws of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, even until the final moment of his life.
He could have chosen Taiyin and Taiyang Esteemed and those Seven Calamity Supremes as targets for Sacred Sword Combat. Those would have been the most suitable opponents. Yet he had challenged the Supreme Great Sun Sword Immortal instead.
Why?
Because the Supreme Great Sun Sword Son, who controlled the Dao Lineage of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, had said that Great Sun Sword Cultivators were not permitted to initiate internal Sacred Sword Combat.
Ming Guangzi acknowledged that logic.
Thus, in the final moment of his life, he chose another path.
That was, to initiate Sacred Sword Combat against the Great Sun Sword Master and, in a manner compliant with the Great Sun Sword Pavilion's sword laws, openly overthrow the various rules established by the Great Sun Sword Master.
As long as he slew the current Great Sun Sword Master, the sword laws established by that Great Sun Sword Master would become invalid. This was the most foundational sword law of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, its priority overwhelming all other sword laws.
Such a pure sword cultivator was now dead. It was only natural for a sword cultivator to feel distressed.
"Ming Guangzi was a