What would a force like the Sun-Moon Sword Pavilion, only far more terrifying, do if it saw the Great Sun Sword Heir?
Jiang Ding felt his scalp prickle.
He also felt powerless.
This force surpassed the Immortal Sect by far. It might even be able to destroy the Immortal Sect with a snap of its fingers.
At that moment, he resolved to hide himself better. He would be more cautious than ever, using time and endless space as barriers and avoiding, as far as possible, any powerful being he could not face.
"Sword Heir, just be careful. Don't worry too much."
Hei reassured him. "The first Great Sun Sword Lord said our current path far surpasses the Sun-Moon Sword Pavilion's. That force is terrifying, but it has endured for countless ages—at least ten million years—and still has not produced a true immortal. It continues to decline."
"The first Great Sun Sword Lord said theirs was not the right path."
"Although the Sun-Moon Sword Dao has gone farther for now, the Great Sun Sword Dao is surely the path closest to true immortality."
"Besides, even if you encounter cultivators from the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm, the Taiyin Sword Lord will not necessarily kill you."
Hei searched his memory for a moment.
"The Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm follows a path similar to the Sun-Moon Sword Pavilion's: a sword dao that cultivates yin and yang together. It is less extreme, but its members are still sword cultivators. They pursue peerless sword cultivators of their own rank with a frenzy, because killing one can elevate their own path."
"After all, theirs is a sword sect said to possess an immortal scripture. They have always been proud. They could hardly lack even that much pride."
"There is a very good chance a cultivator of your