"Something this stupid—was it deliberately left as fog of war, or what?"
"Or were they really just this bad?"
Jiang Ding muttered to himself.
The dim yellow light of the Dharma Ending Age spread outward, carrying a ghostly radiance that made souls tremble, while layer upon layer of Six Paths of Reincarnation dreamscapes expanded in every direction.
All around, many Eighth Tribulation Supremes, Seventh Tribulation Supremes, elite officers, and soldiers from the True Dragon Immortal Dynasty felt intense unease. They wanted to flee or resist, but in the next instant, they all sank into oblivion.
Jiang Ding's gaze descended into the souls of these living beings.
Within their souls, he saw golden dragon-shaped restrictions. These were restrictions formed by the fortune offices, laws and decrees, oath karma, and other things of the True Dragon Fortune Immortal Dynasty. They were extremely intricate. Even ordinary Eighth Tribulation Supremes, or even Ninth Tribulation Supremes, would find it difficult to unravel these soul restrictions without damage and search the souls of these powerhouses.
That was because these powerhouses were subordinates of the Fortune True Dragon Heir. What their souls truly contained were the laws and decrees of the Fortune True Dragon Heir, traces of the aura of his Immortal-Dao Cosmic Constant Empirical Formula.
However, this was not much of a problem for Jiang Ding.
He merely needed some time to carry out this meticulous lock-picking and soul-searching operation, ensuring the accuracy and completeness of the information.
He should be fairly skilled at it too.
At the same time, an order spread in all directions, notifying all relevant personnel through the Supreme Great Sun Heavenly Palace.
A royal sword council was to be convened!
It would be held right here, on the battlefield of the Heavenly Bottle Star Domain!
This stretch of starry sky began