A Thought Forms the Lightning Sword Array

"My sword was still not strong enough..."

Within the black winds from all directions, Jiang Ding murmured.

Though the Void Bone-Corroding Black Wind was strange and contained some alien spatial power with immense penetrative force, it still could not compare to Destructive Sword Intent. One slash destroyed ninety-nine percent of it, leaving it almost extinct.

Unfortunately, his main body was too fragile to withstand even the remaining fraction. That was the weakness.

"Die!"

"Die for me!"

All the worries True Monarch Divine Crow had buried in his heart—worries over the Black clan's future fate and fears for his own life—erupted at this moment. While maintaining his sanity, he vented his emotions madly and roared savagely, "You lowly Rogue Cultivator! You gained a little luck in the sword path, and you think you can defy the innate Immortal Seeds of the Northern Plains!"

"The entire Northern Plains belongs to our ancestors' bloodline."

"It did in the past, it does now, and it will in the future!"

"You wish to overturn this? Foolish wishful thinking! You will all die!"

"Wishful thinking?"

Jiang Ding raised his head from within the bone-corroding black wind and looked at him, seemingly unconcerned.

Clang!

Amidst ten thousand wisps of dark mist and ten thousand black-feather blades, the Blue Gold Sword Qi that had already been suppressed, withered, and rapidly dwindled in number suddenly blazed with light. They erupted from impossibility, their radiant Sword Qi dazzling as they instantly pierced the Spiritual Qi nodes occupied by each black-feather blade.

It was inconceivably easy!

As natural and inevitable as the rising sun and the flowing river.

The many Spiritual Qi nodes were suddenly seized. The domain spanning dozens of kilometers and the Thousand Feather Black Kill Formation above it became a rootless tree upon the beach, collapsing with a