The Great Sun Celestial Pool traveled through the Nine Spirits Domain, passing through one teleportation formation after another. It radiated boundless light as it patrolled the starry expanse.
Jiang Ding stood within the pool's crystal wall, gazing into the dark, somber stars.
A feeling of peace welled up in his heart.
"Sword Heir,"
"Sword Heir, Sword Heir!"
Moon was itching for action. "You should be the strongest cultivator in the Nine Spirits Domain now. Have you considered doing something big?"
She looked every bit a hotheaded war fanatic.
But she seemed to be right.
At this crucial moment, with the nine Void Refinement mighty cultivators away on an expedition beyond the domain and no new Void Refinement cultivators yet born, the Great Sun Sword Heir ranked tenth among the Nine Spirits Domain's strongest.
One of the ten strongest in an entire domain!
And, at present, the strongest one still in the domain!
"Something big?"
Jiang Ding froze for a moment.
Then he rolled his eyes, unwilling to indulge this lunatic from the Great Sun Sword Pavilion.
"Give it up, Moon."
True Lord Bone Forest was here too. She chuckled. "If Jiang Ding betrayed the Immortal Sect, few would follow him. And even if they did, it would be useless."
"Even a peak Void Refinement cultivator couldn't break the Immortal Sect's Seventy-Two Earthly Fiends and Thirty-Six Celestial Dippers Star Formation. The Eight Great Immortal Sects' protective formations are the same. What are you thinking?"
"Hmph..."
Moon gave a soft snort, unwilling to bother with these juniors.
She had a rigid sense of hierarchy. Speaking to Spirit Transformation cultivators was already her limit; she could not stoop any lower.
As everyone chatted, the Great Sun Celestial Pool passed through another super teleportation formation and formally returned to the Immortal Sect, emerging from