As True Lord Yu Bai, who bore the bloodline of a mutated moonlight rabbit, spoke at length, Jiang Ding gained a more firsthand understanding of the Northern Plains as they were now.
Many people he had known had passed away, while many new Nascent Soul True Lords had risen, including promising figures like Divine Wood True Lord of the Great Sun Sword Sect, known as the "Divine Wood Sword," and Mixed Yang True Lord.
Their combat strength against peers was no weaker than that of past Northern Plains prodigies such as the Blazing Sun Sword Heir and the Six Paths Saint Child. In many cases, they were stronger, having grown up in the favorable environment of Tushan Central Court.
Jiang Ding, however, cared little about these rising prodigies.
They belonged to a different era from his own. The distance between them was too great for him to feel much attachment, and like the many general-rank cultivators of the Horned Demon Imperial Clan, they held no further significance to him.
Everything would proceed according to the Tu Shan Code.
"Many old friends have already gone."
"And some will soon be leaving us."
Jiang Ding sighed. "Tell those True Lords who are old friends of mine that, if they have time, they should come gather here with me in a year. Nothing important—just conversation over wine and a chance to discuss the great Dao."
"That we all met in this mortal world was fate. We should cherish it."
"Yes, my lord."
Yu Bai and the other eleven True Lord maidservants bent their knees in salute, then slowly withdrew to carry out the Heavenly Lord's wishes.
Soon, news that was at once discreet and openly known swept through the upper reaches of the small world, causing a tremendous stir.
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