Jiang Ding watched quietly.
The proud True Immortal Heir, an undying being born of flame, sovereign of all birds and one of the most exalted beings in the universe, passed in the distance and entered the Time Rift.
And now, he himself was as lowly as an ant.
"What a powerful, beautiful being..."
Jiang Ding murmured.
Before such a mighty being, he gradually lowered his head.
He recovered from his fervor and slowly learned reverence. With a humble bearing, he saw off one of the strongest beings beneath the endless cosmic stars, not daring to overstep in the slightest.
Naturally,
that could not draw even a flicker of attention from that proud being.
Suddenly,
the undying being within the flames, that incomparably proud existence, stopped and looked back.
Jiang Ding continued to wait in a humble posture.
His soul, magic power, flesh, and blood were on the verge of burning completely, burning without leaving himself any way out, to unleash a sword strike that would surely cost him his life.
Though he did not believe the undying being within the flames had stopped or looked back for him.
Hum!
An equally brilliant radiance appeared between heaven and earth.
The instant she appeared, ripples gradually spread through the void that the flames had burned bare. Spell after spell arose from deathly silence and nothingness, evolving without end as though alive.
A terrifying presence was forming amid the ever-changing possibilities, carrying the dreadful aura of immortal arts.
Jiang Ding maintained his humble posture and lowered his head a little further.
The Great Sun Sword Heir always respected power.
From among the countless shifting anomalies, a being likewise shrouded in light arrived. Her gaze swept past, yet paused for an instant on the azure-clad youth who was no more than an ant.
"You