Jiang Ding concealed himself and circled through the sky.
His divine sense searched every inch of space, probing the layers within it without overlooking the slightest detail.
"It should be around here. I left my sword intent here back then."
"It wasn't Immortal Sword Intent, but it shouldn't have worn away in just a few hundred years. I even placed it inside a jade sword made specifically for marking locations."
Jiang Ding patiently searched the space around Beast-Spirit Immortal City for months, calculating as he went.
"Here..."
Suddenly, Jiang Ding's eyes lit up.
Clang!
The Supreme Clarity Flying Sword hummed softly. With the precision of a butcher carving an ox, it traced a light stroke across the void, and a black line flashed into view before vanishing.
The black line resembled a spatial rift, yet not quite. No deep starry void showed within it; there seemed to be something else.
Jiang Ding flicked a finger. Countless strands of blue-gold Sword Qi formed before him, shifting and merging until they became two slender hands. Each gripped one end of the spatial rift and gently pulled outward.
Riiip!
The sound of fabric tearing rang out again and again. A vast swath of space collapsed into nothingness, and the veil over space fell away, revealing a secret realm several hundred kilometers across.
The secret realm was constantly moving, wandering through the Northern Plains, but now it had been intercepted.
Through its walls, he could faintly make out the Voidfall Sect's mountain gate, scripture library, Spirit Medicine Garden, and other places. Looking back now, those centuries felt like yesterday.
"A fourth-tier secret realm, nearly fifth-tier..."
Jiang Ding's expression shifted slightly as he sank into thought.
"Without reaching the sixth tier, the Void Refining stage, no one could independently create a secret realm capable of