All the Worlds Under Heaven Were Destined for the Immortal Sect

The Supreme Clarity Flying Sword merged into the void and cleaved down. Jiang Ding's sea of consciousness shook without cease, filled with flashes of lightning.

The blade struck the Primordial Eight-Trigrams Chessboard dead on, landing precisely in a sword scar left earlier. It cut deeper, wreaking destruction at the most fundamental level.

Boom!

Spiritual light exploded. Lightning spread everywhere.

The Primordial Eight-Trigrams Chessboard was hurled away and fell to the ground. A faint phantom of a Black Tortoise entwined with a serpent appeared upon it.

Threads of black, web-like lines spread from its shell. Countless prayers of incense-born faith sounded in the void. It resembled some indescribable creature lurking and hunting in endless darkness, chilling the heart of anyone who saw it.

This was

the Black Tortoise Divine Court Seed, passed down through countless generations of the Black Tortoise Heavenly Palace.

Crack!

Something seemed to break in the void.

Heaven and earth remained as they had been. The world was still the same world, and the battlefield still hung thick with smoke. Yet something seemed to have changed. It was as though an invisible film had been peeled from the world, making everything more real.

"Greetings, senior."

Jiang Ding swept out his divine sense and sword intent, finally locating the will that had been transmitting its voice to him. He bowed slightly.

The arts of Void Refining were profound beyond measure.

He did not know what had just happened. He vaguely suspected it had to do with the greed within him and his longing for the Dao Path. Those intense emotions had allowed a faint, nearly imperceptible power to bypass the protection of the Central Array-Spirit Computer and the starfield array and penetrate his sea of consciousness.

"Young friend, it seems you've made your choice."

An aged voice came from