The Big Dipper Supreme left.
He had promised all manner of terms and treasures. He had even offered to pay an enormous price to open a star path and bring powerful cultivators from every quarter. Unfortunately, no one answered. The other Supremes merely watched him coldly.
Peace returned to the Myriad Laws Nexus.
Some Supremes discussed the mysteries of the Dao, as did some Dao Children. Other Dao Children gathered in groups bristling for a fight, especially the sword cultivators.
Jiang Ding, meanwhile, hurried from place to place, listening in like a little bee.
To be fair, these discussions among the Supremes and Dao Children were extremely guarded. At most, they spoke of broad directions and basic principles. They revealed nothing of the actual structures of their spells, cultivation methods, or sword arts.
Even so, Jiang Ding gained a great deal.
His habit of mingling among the spell cultivators drew puzzled looks from their Dao Children.
"What are you doing here?"
Fusang Holy Maiden Shi Daoling spoke in a low voice.
This newly arrived sword prodigy had stuck close to her from the moment he appeared. Anyone who did not know better might think the two of them were acquainted.
How embarrassing.
"I'm here to discuss the mysteries of the Dao!"
Jiang Ding looked baffled.
There were so many Dao Children here already. What difference did one more make?
"You should be over there."
Shi Daoling could hardly bear to look at him. She pointed toward a distant cluster of stars crisscrossed by Sword Qi. The killing intent flaring between them reached all the way here.
Those sword prodigies had already begun fighting!
Only a wisp of the soul could be projected into the Myriad Laws Nexus. Anyone killed here would be unable to enter again for ten years, and