"The Boundary-Fixing Formation..."
After the Great Sun Radiant Order Sword drove it back, the shriveled flesh finally responded in a hoarse, somber voice. "Young friend, did you obtain this through a chance encounter, or do you truly come from an Immortal Order?"
"Oh?"
Something stirred in Jiang Ding's mind, and he stopped attacking for the moment.
"You don't know?"
"Now that is strange."
The shriveled flesh gave a rasping laugh. "Immortal Orders have always guarded the Boundary-Fixing Formation like a forbidden treasure. They consider it one of their core powers. If a subordinate sect so much as touches it, that sect may well be wiped out. Yet you command the Boundary-Fixing Formation without coming from an Immortal Order."
"I imagine... you had quite the chance encounter."
He kept calling Jiang Ding "young friend," as though he had never heard himself called an "old bastard," an "old mongrel," or a "damned thing." His manners were impeccable.
Far better, at least, than those of certain young men who fought without a shred of honor.
"I can't hide anything from you, Senior."
Jiang Ding sighed.
He had always believed in blending his light with the dust, concealing himself behind the vastness of time and space. He was unwilling to act unless his core interests were threatened, and even when they were, he did his best to make it look like an ordinary fight between cultivators.
An invincible Spirit Transformation cultivator appearing in a world was nothing unusual.
Such an event might have an enormous impact on a region and change the fates of hundreds of millions, but across the vast starry sky, it happened every moment. It was as commonplace as air, sunlight, and water. Powers terrifying beyond imagination could hardly pay special attention to every such occurrence.
For instance, Jiang Ding had