Immortal Sect Warship Maintenance Center

Beneath the Sun God Wood.

Brilliant radiance gathered, Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth and Essence of the Great Sun converging from dozens of kilometers around.

Jiang Ding made a casual beckoning gesture.

Not far away, heaps of fine sand melted. Driven physically by divine sense and sword intent, they were deoxidized into elemental silicon, then mixed with Synthesis Geng Metal No. 21 and a Third-grade Dragon Gold Silk Vine. Under the combined effects of Sunflame Crystal and pill fire, they became threads of pure golden liquid, somewhere between liquid and gas.

Using this as ink, and divine sense and sword intent as his brush, Jiang Ding inscribed the fifty-fourth Earth Fiend Restriction within the Supreme Clarity Flying Sword. His expression was calm; he had long since become incomparably practiced, nearly acting on instinct.

It had been twenty-seven years since he advanced to the Golden Core Realm and began refining his Dao-foundation flying sword.

If counted from his youth, from the time it had been a sword embryo until now, it had already been one hundred and fifty-six years—unceasing day and night, without relaxing for a single day. It would continue into the future, for a thousand years, ten thousand years, never stopping.

Hum!

More than a month later, a flash of light streaked across the Supreme Clarity Flying Sword. The new fifty-fourth Earth Fiend Restriction was complete, merging perfectly with the original cluster of Earth Fiend Restrictions without any deviation.

"Eighteen more Earth Fiend Restrictions, and I'll reach Earth Fiend Great Perfection."

Jiang Ding gently stroked the scorching crimson blade, allowing the Sword Qi protection between his skin and the blade to sizzle under the searing heat.

As the spiritual light collapsed, sparks blossomed bit by bit before vanishing into nothingness.

He then took out Moonstream Crystal and let