A True Lord's Magnificent, Turbulent Life

After circling around, he had moved more than a hundred thousand li away from the battlefield.

Jiang Ding casually chose an uninhabited, desolate grassland and went deep underground to use it as a temporary residence.

—This was mainly to guard against the possibility of a passing Spirit Transformation cultivator conducting a probe.

At the Nascent Soul stage, almost no one should have been able to see through his concealment. Even walking right past him would have been harmless.

Just now, True Lord Yinjiu's wild boasts had made Jiang Ding uneasy, so he raised his security alert level once more.

He sat cross-legged and took out True Lord Yinjiu's divine soul, along with a dark-colored metal talisman that seemed to be composed of countless tiny machines, its flowing light ever-shifting.

"Feels like I can directly inspect the divine soul's memories. I'll give it a try. If there are signs of collapse, I'll withdraw."

Jiang Ding pondered for a moment, then did not hesitate. He split off a strand of divine sense and sent it into True Lord Yinjiu's sea of consciousness, examining it according to the principles of a soul-searching spell.

This was practically an immortal cultivator's instinct. Every year, he spent a great deal of time reading documents from the Immortal Gate Library. Many minor spells, spell principles, and similar things came naturally to him without needing to be learned.

Only top-tier, difficult spells required years upon years of practice.

His divine soul entered it.

Everything went smoothly. He encountered no divine soul restrictions. Even when he accidentally touched the inheritance restrictions of the Great Sun Sword Sect, there was no reaction at all.

In fact, those inheritance restrictions vaguely showed signs of cooperating with Jiang Ding's soul search. It was merely that he lacked the relevant Great Sun Sword