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Chapter 1190 Three Hundred Years in the Blink of an Eye
In the world that was about to be destroyed, among the gray corpses of living things all over the ground, a weed appeared!
This weed has two leaves and a thin small body, but it breaks out from the ashes, its branches and leaves swaying in the wind, its golden leaves emitting light, surviving under the destruction of the sun without a trace of burnt yellow.

It has adapted to the environment during countless times of immortality and resurrection, and possesses the ability to survive and reproduce under the destructive sword intent of the Sun!
"Immortal Sword Intent!"

"Sword World!"

Jiang Ding's subconscious mind, which had transformed into the Heavenly Dao, deeply felt the greatness of the many predecessors in the Immortal Dao who had opened up the great road, and was deeply impressed by their wisdom.

Everything that seems ordinary is the foundation stone for later realms.

He silently watched a creature that was born after the great destruction, watching it waving in the wind, absorbing and exhaling the sunlight, turning it into nutrients for the growth of roots, branches and leaves.

Jiang Ding was very patient and waited quietly.

In this kind of heavenly state, he felt neither happy nor sad, only the Tao in his heart, without any personal distractions. Time at this moment seemed to have become a simple measure that could no longer affect anything.

It seems like only a short time.
A month has passed.

This golden weed finally accumulated enough spiritual energy, produced a tiller, and produced spores. As the white ash trembled, another golden weed appeared between heaven and earth, wantonly swallowing and spitting out the sun's destructive light, in perfect harmony.

The second golden weed repeats the process of growth and tillering.

Time is flowing quickly. In the state similar to the heavenly way, time is extremely short, and ten years have passed unknowingly.

Jiang Ding looked around.

The earth is golden, and countless weeds are multiplying and growing between heaven and earth, transforming the earth and the surrounding environment, making the entire fairyland ecosystem more suitable for plant survival.

Gradually, bushes broke through the ground and grew on the grass.

Under the sun's rays that were filled with destruction, breaking laws, prohibiting laws, and distorted will, the shrubs held on for a moment, and then turned into gray charcoal, unable to survive.

But this is not the end.

With the blessing of the immortal will and the will that is on the verge of the fifth level of swordsmanship, new shrubs broke through the ground and grew between heaven and earth, absorbing the destructive sun's rays and trying to convert them into nutrients.

At this moment, on the grass of this world, 1.27 million shrubs grew at the same time. Most of the shrubs died within ten minutes. The shrub that lasted the longest was a blue iron birch, which lasted for one hour and thirty-seven minutes before turning into ashes under the destructive light of the sun.

The more complex the ecosystem, the more difficult it is to recover.

Unlike golden weeds, it can grow into large patches easily and has terrifyingly tenacious vitality.

However, a complex immortal ecosystem is still the lifelong goal of immortal cultivators, because it represents a higher efficiency in transforming chaos from the void into spiritual energy, which directly affects a cultivator's strength, lifespan, and potential.

Time flies.

Thirty-seven years later, the first shrub successfully grew in the sword world, named the Sunthorn Pear Tree, and the first golden weed was named Sun Grass.

Fifteen years later, a second shrub adapted to the environment appeared.

Fifty-nine years later, the third shrub adapted to the Sun of Destruction appeared. From then on, the birth rate of shrubs adapted to the sun accelerated, with one appearing almost every six months, and the speed was constantly accelerating...

Time is passing quickly.

Ten years, twenty years, thirty years...

As time went by, all kinds of plants began to appear on the golden grass, with various shapes and colors. The world once again became colorful and vibrant.

As these new plants were born, the efficiency of the world's immortal ecosystem in transforming chaos was also increasing, the reserve spiritual power consumed was also decreasing, and the world was leaping to another level.

The heavenly-like consciousness in the world is neither happy nor sad. It quietly watches the development of the world, making fine adjustments from time to time to adjust the operation of all things in heaven and earth, and gaining many insights from it.

The essence and foundation of the immortal path are growing slowly but steadily.

…Time flies by like flowing water.

Before we knew it, two hundred and ninety-seven years had passed.

Nearly three hundred years.

This is the entire life of five or six generations of mortals, which is close to the life of two Foundation Establishment cultivators. Even the Golden Core and Nascent Soul cultivators are beginning to grow old and enter their twilight years.

Corner of the underworld.

In the starry sky of the Flame Stone Star Region, the Taoist soldiers and powerful fighters of the nine major immortal sects are still lurking quietly, without any movement. For three hundred years, they have been executing the established plan without any anxiety.

However, some changes have occurred.

During these decades, the nine major immortal sects have continuously deployed their troops and sent their Taoist soldiers and star fleets into the Jiaoming Realm.

Many years ago, the Xuanwu Tiangong, Qingmu Xianzong and other eight immortal sects have been madly training Taoist soldiers. By now, the number of Taoist soldiers has expanded more than five times!
And now, all these Taoist soldiers have been dispatched to the Jiaoming Realm. Almost nothing is left in the sect except the protective formation, and all the strong men have been transferred to foreign lands.

All these things began to foreshadow the dangers even for Nascent Soul cultivators, and they became alert.

Affected by this, the prices of various magic weapons and talismans in the Jiuling Realm have doubled, and the prices of some life-saving elixirs have increased by dozens of times, which is extremely terrifying.

However, at this critical moment when the flames of war were almost about to break out, a strange thing happened.

The Dongji Demon Sect's star fleet began to frequently transfer troops to the rear.

The star fleet on the front battlefield was repeatedly disbanded. In the end, not to mention the expected troop increase plan, even the original star fleet was reduced by two-thirds, barely maintaining the deterrent power of the Immortal Sect level.

This abnormality naturally caused panic among the immortal sect practitioners.

Many gods-transforming monks personally visited the commander of the Dongji Demon Sect fleet to inquire about the reason.

The reply they received was that the Xianmen Fleet was about to hold a military exercise, so they withdrew to the capital in the rear, and would return to the front line after the military exercise.

Naturally, this kind of reason cannot convince the immortal sect practitioners.

Military exercises?

You are a liar!

There are always other times to conduct military exercises, but only at this critical moment.

What is the intention behind this?

Many immortal sects' gods began to feel uneasy, including the sect's masters, hall masters and other high-level gods. Their souls were sending warnings.

Many people even suspected that the Dongji Demon Sect was ready to betray the region, sell out the eight major immortal sects, and exchange something with the Horned Demon Emperor clan.

The immortal sect cultivators asked again and again, and finally even used extremely harsh, ultimatum-like diplomatic language to question the Dongji Demon Sect's intentions.

All these things finally received polite responses from the Dongji Demon Sect.

No comment.

There are only these four words, nothing else.

The monks from the eight immortal sects became increasingly uneasy. They temporarily terminated their pre-planned war plans, reported to their respective ancestors, and asked the great master Lianxu to make the decision.

This time, the monks from the eight major immortal sects did not receive a reply from above for a long time.

(End of this chapter)