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Chapter 985: Traces of Existence Above Lianxu

Jiang Ding hid his body and circled in the sky.

His spiritual sense carefully searched every inch of space, observing the spatial layers therein meticulously, not missing even the smallest detail.

"It should be around here. I left my sword intention there."

“Although it’s not the Immortal Sword Intention, it won’t be worn away in hundreds of years. It’s placed in a special positioning jade sword.”

Jiang Ding was extremely patient. He searched the area near the Animal Spirit Fairy City for several months, constantly calculating.

"here……"

Suddenly, Jiang Ding's eyes lit up.

Keng!
The Taiqing flying sword hummed softly, and like a butcher cutting up an ox, it drew a line in the air, and a black mark flashed by.

This black mark looks like a space crack, but not quite, because there is no deep starry void in the crack, so it seems like there is something else.

Jiang Ding flicked his fingers, and countless blue-gold sword energies formed in front of him, constantly changing and blending, and finally formed two slender palms, which grabbed the two ends of the space crack and gently pulled outwards.

Tear!

Only the sound of cloth tearing could be heard, and a large area of ​​space collapsed and fell into nothingness. The veil of space was removed, revealing a secret space hundreds of kilometers in size.

This secret space was moving all the time, wandering around Beiyuan, but was intercepted at this moment.

Through the wall of the secret space, one can vaguely see the Luoxu Sect's mountain gate, the Sutra Library, the spiritual medicine garden and other places. Looking back now, it seems like just yesterday when I thought about it hundreds of years ago.

"Level 4, close to Level 5 secret realm..."

Jiang Ding's expression was slightly shaken and he fell into deep thought.

"Under the sixth level, the Refining Void Stage, it is impossible to independently create a secret space that can independently maintain its own existence. Luoxu Sect and even Shuoyang Tianjun cannot have this ability."

“And the fact is, they made it independently!”

"Not only this fourth-level one, the secret realm in Wangting Fudi should be a fifth-level secret realm, the kind that can grow divine-level elixirs and natural treasures."

"Among them, the so-called Nine Heavens Fragments should have played the greatest role. Luoxu Sect and Shuoyang Tianjun only used the original materials."

"Nine Heavens Fragments..."

Jiang Ding quickly found the reason and recalled the information he had obtained from the remnant soul of Taoist Shen He in the Jiutian Secret Realm of the Qiyu Sect and from his investigation of the Jiutian Secret Realm.

Tens of thousands of years ago, before the founder of the Six Paths Sect established the Six Paths Sect, perhaps eighty or ninety thousand years ago, there existed an extremely prosperous sect in this small world, called the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Sect. This sect had several gods-transforming cultivators, and the strongest one was probably Taoist Shen He, who was at the peak of the gods-transforming realm.

This sect should have prospered for at least tens of thousands of years, with several generations of divine cultivators.

However, one day, a broken stone tablet flew in from the sky, containing fragments of magic!
The Jiutian Shenlei Sect believed that this was a great opportunity, and paid a huge price to temporarily seal the stone tablet containing the magic fragments, strictly block the news, and study it carefully.

They thought that this was an amazing opportunity and that the sect would usher in an even more prosperous period.

But unexpectedly, a natural disaster struck one day.

Many people who are above the level of gods have descended into this small world and started a life-and-death battle here.

No one cared about the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Sect at all. The aftermath of the attack alone destroyed the entire sect. From the powerful gods to the Qi training monks, all were killed.

Taoist Shen He, due to chance, his residual soul merged with a piece of magic fragment, and he escaped by coincidence and fell into the territory of the Qiyu Sect of the Yue Kingdom. He did not revive until tens of thousands of years later.

No, it cannot be said to be resurrected. The real Taoist Shen He may have died. The residual soul of a Divine Transformation cultivator cannot live that long.

This may be an unknown life born from a residual soul combined with strange magic.

The battle that took place eighty or ninety thousand years ago was so fierce that the sky was dark and the earth was dark. The small thousand worlds were shattered, ninety-nine percent of the creatures on the surface died, and the boundaries of the world were completely shattered.

The small world was plunged into terrible natural disasters such as volcanoes, earthquakes, storms, and ocean backflows.

This terrible disaster lasted for tens of thousands of years before it slowly recovered, creatures began to multiply, and civilization began to revive. The most recent era was the era of the Six Paths Patriarch, and then the era of the Shuoyang Heavenly Monarch.

After the boundary wall was broken, some of it was preserved intact and scattered all over the world. This was the prototype of the Luoxu Sect's secret realm and the Wangting Blessed Land's secret realm.

These prototypes of secret realms were originally able to operate independently and circulate spiritual energy. Shuoyang Tianjun only modified them, not created them independently.

The consequences of that catastrophe also became apparent. This small world could no longer produce a cultivator at the peak of the Divine Transformation stage. Neither Shuoyang Tianjun nor Bingfeng could do that. Due to the limitations of heaven and earth, it could no longer accommodate any stronger cultivators, and there was no way to break through.

"If the remnant soul of Shen He hadn't lied to me..."

Jiang Ding was shocked: "The one who can destroy the ecology of the small world with the aftermath of the attack, and cannot recover for tens of thousands of years, may be better than Lianxu!"

"At least, the refining void in the Immortal Gate Realm cannot easily destroy the ecology of the Small Thousand Worlds, completely destroy the crystal walls of the Small Thousand Worlds, and trigger a catastrophe."

This guess made his heart skip a beat.

Above the refining void!

This kind of person is a legend in the immortal world and no one has ever seen him.

For a moment, Jiang Ding's heart was pounding.

If he met such a person, he would be unable to resist with just a thought, and could only hope that the broken sword tip would allow him to escape.

This is what a cultivator is like; being strong is everything!
Before you grow up, it is best not to appear in the sight of any strong person, and not to leak any information.

Anyway, such a strong man practices for hundreds or thousands of years, which is more than enough time for him to grow.

"Don't panic!"

"Not really, not really..."

Jiang Ding was filled with thoughts and tried to comfort himself: "Shuoyang Tianjun is not dead, the previous generation of Dayi Jianzi is not dead, the remnant soul of Chen He is not dead, and some of them even have fragments of immortal arts in their hands."

"They are not dead yet, and the fragments of the magic have not been recovered, so how can it be my turn?"

"The unknown strong men must have been either seriously injured or killed together. Otherwise, this result would not have occurred."

"Even if the unknown strong man wakes up, he probably won't pay attention to me. I don't have any fragments of their magic in my hands. I'm just an innocent passerby, a good boy who is devoted to practicing swordsmanship."

"Now it seems that the fragments of immortal arts contain too many unknowns. If I don't understand the cause and effect, it's best not to touch them, at least not before my strength has improved to the maximum."

Jiang Ding made up his mind.

He is not Shuoyang Tianjun, who was born in a small world and had no way to advance, so he could only fight to the death. He is not Mingguangzi, who was underdeveloped and had an unstable foundation in refining emptiness, so he could only fight towards the unknown. He has the immortal gate as his support, and he is far from reaching a desperate situation. It is not the time for him to risk his life.

With his subtle understanding of the strong ones above the Refinement Void Realm, they definitely regard Nascent Soul cultivators as dust and ants. As long as it does not touch the immortal arts, such strong ones will not even look at the Nascent Soul cultivators and will not waste any time. It is not worth it.

Jiang Ding took a step forward.

hum!
One after another, golden restrictive runes appeared in the secret realm of Luoxu Sect.

This is a restriction set by Shuoyang Tianjun, which does not allow any creatures above the Jindan level to enter his sect and destroy the sect he came from.

Although he personally slaughtered this sect for the sake of his descendants.

Keng!
Jiang Ding flicked his fingers and cut out a thin golden thread, but his method was far more sophisticated than that of Lord Shuoyang thousands of years ago. The golden thread was more condensed and was the result of the immortal sect's research and development on the cause and effect of gold.

call out!
The restrictions outside the secret realm of Luoxu Sect were destroyed by the sword energy and could no longer block anything.

Jiang Ding scanned the surroundings with his spiritual sense and sword intent at the level of a spirit being transformed into a god, but he found nothing.

He shot out tens of thousands of blue-gold sword energies, which transformed into ropes to trap Luoxu Sect. He violently broke through the space, and dragged it towards Liudao Sect amid rumbling thunder.

(End of this chapter)