Clang!
The Supreme Clarity Flying Sword wheeled back and dropped into the sheath at the azure-clad youth's waist.
"What an impressive battle formation..."
Jiang Ding stepped through the boundary of the small world, resting a hand on his sword hilt. He swept a chilling gaze over the million heavenly soldiers and generals of the Thunder Division. "Good. This is good, fellow Daoist. You're so weak, as feeble as an ant. Fighting you was putting me to sleep. Where's the fun in that?"
"This battle formation, though? Very good."
Boundless sword-path pressure spread outward from him. Sword intents of molten rock, earth, stone, mountains, and rivers formed the ground; the four seasons, wind, rain, thunder, and lightning flowed through it; and sword intents of space, crystal walls, lightning, and sky formed the void.
At the very center of the heavens, a Brilliant Sun hung high. It scattered endless radiance in every direction, majestic and blazing, spreading a will to break spells, suppress magic, distort, and destroy. It was suffocating.
This sword-path world was astonishingly lifelike. Mountains, rivers, earth, clouds, sky, every flower and blade of grass, every tree and shrub, rushing rivers, endless yellow sands, oceans heaving with towering waves... Everything appeared in the finest detail. Not a single thing seemed unreal.
Within that perfect realism lurked a terrifying power beyond comprehension.
"The fourth realm! An undying sword cultivator!"
Divine Firmament Heavenly Lord among the Thunder Division's heavenly soldiers and generals, and Crimson Ghost Celestial Lord within the demon-ghost Blood Lake, both shuddered and blurted out the words, wariness written across their faces.
As expected of upper-realm cultivators. They knew what they were looking at.
The fourth realm of the sword path: an undying sword cultivator!
Such cultivators were sovereigns among their peers. At the peak of Spirit Transformation, they could