Jiang Ding lightly stroked the sword hilt and looked at the maids below, who were kneeling in salute.
They came from every corner of the Northern Plains. Some were collateral descendants of lineages, some were Rogue Cultivators from within Great Sun Sword Sect territory, some were Rogue Cultivators from within Great Sun Law Sect territory, and some had even come from beyond the Northern Plains, from the Eastern Sea.
All kinds of people had come here for the goal of forming a Nascent Soul, and in the end, they had succeeded.
There was also a corpse on the ground.
Kan Yu Maid Tie Luoluo, a collateral daughter of the Gui Shan Iron Family, had rendered great merit in the Royal Court War where the Tushan Maids swept across the Northern Plains. She had obtained a Nascent Soul Opportunity, but unfortunately, her opportunity and foundation had seemingly been insufficient. She failed to break through to the Nascent Soul Realm and survived only after being severely wounded.
The fact that she had failed to break through to the Nascent Soul Realm without dying showed that her strength had certainly been formidable.
Perhaps with one more Nascent Soul Opportunity, she could have succeeded.
From Kan Yu Maid's position, obtaining another Nascent Soul Opportunity was not a moon in a well, a flower in the water.
If she accumulated merits for long enough, she could obtain one.
A future Nascent Soul True Lord.
Now, she was merely a corpse.
A deathly silence fell.
It made many of the maids present instinctively tremble.
Especially the maids from the Tushan Immortal City faction. They had no choice but to recall the shadow of their ancestor, like dark clouds blanketing the skies above Tushan Immortal City ever since their births.
His existence had never meant tolerance.
Tushan