Ming Guangzi was dead.
"That bastard actually died."
"Good riddance..."
Jiang Ding sighed softly.
When the kid had been alive, he had not even bothered to meet him, much less offer him any support. He had let him grow as he pleased, like a weed by the roadside with tenacious vitality.
Yet now that he was dead, why did his heart feel somewhat heavy instead?
Jiang Ding pondered for a long while and found the answer in his heart.
Throughout his life, Ming Guangzi had always upheld the Great Sun Sword Pavilion Sword Laws, even in the final moment of his life.
He could have chosen seven-tribulation Supremes like the Taiyin-Sun Supreme as opponents for a Sacred Sword Duel. Those would have been the most suitable opponents. Yet he had challenged the Supreme Great Sun Sword Immortal Maiden to a sword duel.
Why?
Because the Supreme Great Sun Sword Heir, who held the Great Sun Sword Pavilion tradition, had said that Great Sun sword cultivators were not permitted to initiate internal Sacred Sword Duels.
Ming Guangzi accepted that logic.
Thus, in the final moment of his life, he chose another path.
Namely, he challenged the Great Sun Sword Lord to a Sacred Sword Duel, seeking to overturn head-on the various rules established by the Great Sun Sword Lord in a manner that conformed to the Great Sun Sword Pavilion Sword Laws.
So long as he slew the current Great Sun Sword Lord, the sword laws established by the current Great Sun Sword Lord would become invalid. This was the most fundamental sword law of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, its priority crushing all other sword laws.
Such a pure sword cultivator had now died. It was only natural for a sword cultivator to feel saddened.
"Ming Guangzi was a decent