Immortal Sect Warship Maintenance Center

Beneath the Solar Divine Tree.

Radiance blazed as the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and great sun essence converged from dozens of kilometers around.

Jiang Ding casually beckoned.

Nearby, heaps of fine sand melted. Physically stripped of oxygen by his spiritual sense and sword intent, they became elemental silicon, which mixed with No. 21 synthetic geng metal and a third-tier dragon goldsilk vine. Under the combined effects of sunflame crystal and core fire, they turned into pure threads of molten metal, suspended between liquid and gas.

Using this as ink and his spiritual sense and sword intent as a brush, Jiang Ding inscribed the fifty-fourth Earthly Fiend restriction within the Supreme Clarity Flying Sword. His expression was calm; he was already so practiced that the process had become almost instinctive.

Twenty-seven years had passed since he advanced to the Golden Core Realm and began refining his Dao-foundation flying sword.

Counting from his youth, when he started with the sword embryo, it had already been a hundred and fifty-six years. Day and night, he had never slackened for even a single day, and he would continue for a thousand years, ten thousand years, without ever stopping.

Hum!

Over a month later, light flashed across the Supreme Clarity Flying Sword and vanished. The new, fifty-fourth Earthly Fiend restriction was complete, merging perfectly with the existing cluster of restrictions without any deviation.

"Just eighteen more Earthly Fiend restrictions before I reach full Earthly Fiend perfection."

Jiang Ding gently stroked the scorching, crimson blade, letting the protective sword qi between his skin and the blade hiss in the heat.

As the spiritual light collapsed, tiny sparks bloomed and vanished without a trace.

He took out moon creek crystal, releasing copious streams of supreme yin water to quench the hot blade. Clouds of steam