All manner of refined materials floated in the sky.
Here, countless rules converged: the rules of Law Annihilation, the Six Paths, destruction, and even the Dao of Dreams. They intertwined, faintly on the verge of forming something.
"This sword stroke will endure as long as the world..."
Understanding dawned on Jiang Ding.
The sword stroke he was about to unleash would endure. It would not fade, remaining immortal across the long years.
This sword stroke would cut through hundreds of thousands of years and reach the future!
Clang!
Jiang Ding gripped the hilt of the Supreme Clarity Flying Sword and struck at the Great Sun Celestial Pool.
His resolve was absolute, his hand steady. As though facing a mortal enemy, he poured his Great Sun Immortal-Mortal Sword Soul and all his mana into a sword stroke at the height of his power!
"Sword Heir!"
Moon faced the stroke head-on and cried out.
In that instant, beneath that sword stroke, she thought she had died. Her soul had been annihilated, her ties of karma erased, and every trace of her in the world extinguished.
But none of that truly happened.
The sword stroke swept past. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the rules of the myriad Daos surged toward it. Countless prepared treasures from all directions became threads and streamed into the stroke. The threads wove and wove until they became a sword-dragon roaring at the sky, its rolling cry shaking everything around it.
Those sound waves became a dream, then threads, and flowed into the Great Sun Celestial Pool.
In an instant, the Great Sun Celestial Pool broke apart. Countless pieces of matter shattered, then merged with this dream world and underwent a frenzy of reconstruction. Space and matter within it changed in complex, violent ways as its