In the dim Grand Dream Sword Realm, Jiang Ding watched the Supreme Sword Heir leave without giving chase. Instead, he looked down at his own body.
The soul-body he had sent here was gradually turning transparent.
With that one strike, its power had been exhausted!
How far was the Seven Kill Starfield from the Vermilion Bird Star Domain?
Even countless trillions of kilometers could not describe it!
Such a distance was enough to block the power of a True Immortal Heir, or even a Supreme.
How could the Great Sun Sword Heir cross such a vast expanse of stars?
One strike. An ordinary strike. He had not even had enough soul processing power to drive a stronger, more complex sword move, yet that ordinary strike had drained him completely.
And that was only because the Supreme Sword Heir had entered the dream of his own accord. Only then could Jiang Ding cause so much damage.
Had they been in the outside world, with such a vast distance between them, the Great Sun Sword Heir could not have harmed him at all. He would have had to pursue and kill him in person.
Clang!
The last trace of power became Supreme Great Sun Sword Intent and struck the core of the Supreme Sword Heir's soul with unerring precision. It marked him like a maggot clinging to bone, impossible to shake off.
Then this soul fragment vanished without a trace.
Vermilion Bird Star Domain, Vermilion Bird Heavenly Palace.
"Pfft!"
The Great Sun Sword Heir on the throne suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. His face went deathly pale.
He had been gravely wounded!
The Supreme Sword Heir had not inflicted this wound. As he was now, he was nowhere near qualified to face a sword heir with eighth-step combat power.