Boom!
Endless thunderclouds gathered, blotting out the starry sky over the Solar System. A crushing pressure descended upon heaven and earth, filling all living beings with dread.
Amid that terrifying rule-bound lightning, a sword gleamed with the radiance of the age of magic's end, illuminating the ages.
Lightning flashed. Endless scenes of that waning age emerged: the five declines of celestial beings, the collapse of the immortal path, the disappearance of spiritual energy. In this world of boundless despair, a dusky sword was born between heaven and earth, forged in the calamity of the age's end.
What was this flying sword, born of that calamity, doing?
Answering the pleas of all living beings and saving their immortal path?
No.
Quite the opposite.
She embraced that age and praised it, hastening its more complete arrival across the endless cosmic stars.
Boundless lightning bent on destroying the immortal path clashed fiercely with this sword of the age's end. Rules collapsed, and all living beings roared.
The violent struggle sent tremors through the entire cluster of worlds.
Jiang Ding quietly watched the beautiful sight in the sky. As he admired it, joy rose in his heart.
"Jiang Ding?"
The thunder tribulation had awakened many of the Immortal Sect's Divine Lords.
They came to the Great Sun Sword Lord's side and observed the Supreme Clarity Flying Sword's treasure tribulation with him, studying it closely.
This was a celestial rule tribulation: a process in which rules underwent a qualitative breakthrough, then minute adjustments, until the treasure formed a unique will of its own.
The process bore similarities to a Dao Integration Divine Lord's advancement to celestial being. It was a worthwhile opportunity.
Among these Dao Integration Divine Lords, Yuan seemed especially intent.
He had never entered slumber. Now more than eighty thousand years old, he