The discussions of the Dao within the Myriad Laws Nexus continued for more than two hundred years before coming to an end.
The Dao Children scattered in every direction. Some remained, but their numbers had fallen sharply. One star after another went dark and drifted away.
"Goodbye, Daoling."
"I'm glad I got to know you this time."
Jiang Ding glanced at Fusang Holy Maiden Shi Daoling, who had somehow ended up stuck beside him again. He gave her a slight nod, and his figure slowly faded.
Through this soft target, he had learned something else: the Dao Children gathered here once every thousand years.
The rest of the time, they cultivated, fought and killed, refined treasures, or managed clusters of worlds and great worlds.
In short, they were far too busy to stay in the Myriad Laws Nexus forever.
"Mm, goodbye..."
Fusang Holy Maiden Shi Daoling spoke in a soft, timid voice.
She breathed a sigh of relief. That clingy pest was finally leaving.
"Goodbye, big brother."
"I hope I'll see you again in the next thousand years."
The Blissful Union Holy Maiden sounded reluctant to part.
"You will."
Jiang Ding smiled.
The Blissful Union Holy Land was a vast power with several great worlds. Its Dao Children would be strong—something worth looking forward to. So he would make a sincere effort to befriend this Holy Maiden.
Jiang Ding's figure was about to vanish completely.
Clang!
At that moment, a streak of Sword Qi shot from afar and landed inches from his fading figure.
"Oh?"
Jiang Ding became solid again and looked into the distance.
A swordsman stood there with a long sword at his waist.
One hand rested on his hilt as he bowed slightly, observing every courtesy. Terrifying heat and surging flames flickered around him, as though the