Within a few breaths, everything in the Nine Firmaments Divine Thunder True Sovereign returned to normal.
The Ten Thousand Thunders True Venerable and the other Void Refining cultivators were still there, occasionally receiving subordinates and personal disciples. Nothing was different from before. All that had happened seemed no more than a dream.
Even someone with a constitution rarely seen in ten thousand ages, someone who had temporarily escaped the Human Realm Path, would think everything before had been a hallucination, a nightmare.
"It has flaws."
"It's not perfect enough. It isn't concealed well enough."
Jiang Ding carefully assessed the Nine Firmaments Divine Thunder True Sovereign with his divine sense. "It's only concealed at the Void Refining level, and even there, I can't guarantee it will hold. If an Immortal Order disciple whose strength surpasses mine came along, they could theoretically see through the illusion."
"Let alone a terrifying opponent at the Dao Integration level."
"In the eyes of someone like that, these methods of mine are mere tricks, broken with a flick of a finger."
"But this is all I can do."
Jiang Ding checked for omissions and sighed softly. "I mocked the three of them, Shuo Yang True Venerable included, for having no roots. They could only take risks and gamble their lives, with no way back."
"But compared with the Dao Children of near-immortal powers, am I not just as lowly as dust?"
"Risk is the fate of people as lowly as us."
His divine sense swept across the entire Nine Firmaments Divine Thunder True Sovereign. Unsurprisingly, he found dozens of puppets disguised as living beings. Each had an identity—elder, disciple, servant... They were so well concealed and lifelike that even a peak Void Refining cultivator would struggle to discover them.
Of course, even if an exceptionally gifted