This battle between Dao Children had stirred the hearts of dozens of Divine Lords. It would affect the entire Ancient God Domain World Cluster, and under everyone's gaze, its outcome gradually became clear.
The gray, chaotic dragon breath flickered for a moment, then abruptly collapsed.
The star of destruction that had swallowed every ray of sunlight flickered several times before collapsing as well. All that remained was the Blue-Gold Flying Sword, its spiritual light dim, flying backward into the hand of an azure-robed youth who could barely stay on his feet.
The instant the Supreme Clarity Flying Sword landed in his hand,
Bang!
Jiang Ding's body began exploding from his arms downward. Flesh and blood burst into a cloud of mist, leaving only a blue-gold skeleton that held firmly to his bonded flying sword without wavering.
His opponents had possessed more than ten times his strength!
Even though his Sword-Spirit Realm swordsmanship, Materialist Solar Sword Soul, and skill as a near-seventh-rank formation master had given him the right to dance on a blade's edge, there was still a limit.
In that clash, his body had been struck by a mere trace of the chaos breath's aftermath. Just a trace had turned every scrap of flesh on his body into bloody mist. He had been unable to resist it in the slightest.
"Sigh!"
"I'm still not strong enough."
"I need more tempering. I mustn't grow arrogant and complacent..."
Jiang Ding paid little mind to his injuries. Light flickered in the hollow sockets of his skull as he looked toward his opponents.
Within the star chart of the Myriad Heavens Primordial Hell True Formation, the twenty-four surviving Dao Children and Sacred Sons of the Ancient God Domain stood rigid and motionless.
They had burned their souls, their flesh, everything they had. They