On the earth stood a ten-thousand-zhang peak made entirely of obsidian, glittering in the sunlight.
These were the remains of the nine divine heirs, the last trace they had left in the world.
Atop the obsidian mountain, a young man in azure studied the flying sword in his hand, its nine colors shifting without cease. No one knew what he was thinking.
The Supreme Clarity Flying Sword has completed its fourth reforging cycle.
By the ninth reforging cycle, after slaying eighty-one ordinary Dao Children—or fewer Dao Children at the seventh- or eighth-step limit of Nirvana in Dao Integration—the flying sword should reach the eighth-step limit. My dharma body will reach it as well.
Jiang Ding reflected in silence.
The Nine Heavens Ascendant Sword-Forging Art had nearly reached the limit envisioned by successive Great Sun Sword Lords, laying a road to becoming an eight-tribulation supreme.
But could it help him on the road to becoming a True Immortal Heir?
At that moment,
all nine divine heirs were dead!
A chill seized the Blissful Union Holy Maiden, the Desolate Flame Sword Heir, and the other Dao Children. They lowered their heads slightly and stayed on guard. Danger prickled at them for no discernible reason; even their souls trembled on instinct.
This human sword heir doesn't look much like a righteous cultivator...
After an unknown length of time,
Jiang Ding emerged from his thoughts. Ignoring the obsidian statues on the earth below, he rose and flew toward the Anyun Protectorate.
Teleportation formations across the land opened for him. Whether they had once belonged to divine heirs or Dao Children made no difference now.
The Desolate Flame Sword Heir, the Blissful Union Holy Maiden, and the others exchanged glances. Each saw the hesitation in the others' eyes.
Of course they wanted to flee. No