The Fusang Holy Maiden's eyes brimmed with tears, her large eyes filled with confusion.
At such a crucial juncture for a True Immortal Heir, one wrong step meant plunging into an abyss beyond measure, with soul and spirit utterly destroyed. Not even the Human Emperor could save them in the slightest. Since ancient times, there had never been few descendants of Human Emperors who died in their attempt to ascend as True Immortal Heirs. Even with the Human Emperor's full support, nurtured by the power of an entire Immortal Dynasty, at most one could be born.
Often, not even one was born. A True Immortal Heir could not be formed by simply piling up treasures, not even immortal-grade treasures.
On such a vital path of the Dao, every sliver of opportunity and every trace of a chance at success had to be grasped tightly. That was the correct path.
Yet this sword cultivator before her claimed that he would certainly succeed, that he could complete his own breakthrough without any opportunity at all.
So-called True Immortal-grade treasures were merely things that accelerated transformation after a complete qualitative change. They could not decide his fate. Such conduct was arrogant and ignorant to the extreme, like that of a madman.
If such a madman did not die, there would simply be no justice in it!
"So,"
"you will pluck the Sun Immortal Fruit after undergoing the nine-step essential Nirvana transformation?"
The Fusang Holy Maiden raised her head, her tear-filled eyes fixed on the blue-clad youth before her.
She ignored a great deal of what he had said and seized upon the key point at the end.
"Yes."
Jiang Ding said quietly.
All things beneath heaven and earth—the mountains, the land, natural treasures—could also be swords.
To leave the opportunities within the endless