At that moment, an aura of flawless harmony blossomed from the Great Sun Sword Heir.
His magic power, divine sense, magical treasures, and the insights he had gained from slaying the Immortal Artifact Heir—together with nearly fifty thousand years of tireless research and participation in immortal cultivation production—had all accumulated into seventh-tier peak Heaven Sword Art.
In every respect, he had reached the theoretical limit.
It was his limit, and the theoretical limit of the immortal cultivation systems he had inherited and expanded.
It was the current limit of the Immortal Sect's immortal cultivation system.
It was the current limit of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion's immortal cultivation theory.
It was also the theoretical limit of the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm, and even of the other former Eight Great Immortal Sects of the upper realm!
Every inheritance said the limit lay here: the peak of three-step nirvana. There was no road beyond it.
Throughout the history of every Immortal Order, every supreme patriarch and every outstanding talent had reached this step at most. Higher realms might have been rumored, but no one had ever set foot in them. They were like dreamlike legends.
Jiang Ding looked at the object before him.
It was a fist-sized clay jar, holding endless cosmic starlight within it, with hints of a chaotic aura.
This was the ninth-tier-limit treasure he had obtained through a chance encounter with old friends such as Han Lin on the Celestial Craft Star Chain Battlefield. A treasure born of hundreds of thousands of years of miracles and coincidences from the Spiritual Treasure Realm's legacy, left by a previous-generation Immortal Order. It could repair one's foundation.
What was Jiang Ding's foundation like?
From the perspective of the Dao Children of the Fallen Immortal Realm, it was flawless.
From the perspective of