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Chapter 995: The Name of the Fallen Immortal
"The Falling Immortal Realm..."

Jiang Ding was shocked.

Just reading the name made him feel heavy and sad. His eyes became red and swollen, and his eyes were filled with tears, which he couldn't control at all.

He was instantly infected by these two words, these two words that were separated by countless tens of thousands of years, and he was unable to resist.

It's as if any living being must grieve.

Everything must be solemn and dignified.

This is not subject to the personal will of the monk.

Rather, it is some kind of creature that far surpasses Lianxu and is far above Lianxu. It once had a will left between heaven and earth. Heaven and earth changed for it and existed because of it.

The traces left by this supreme will still profoundly influence the operation of heaven and earth after countless tens of thousands of years.

"What kind of existence is this..."

Jiang Ding did not dare to resist this will.

He immersed himself in it, allowing himself to become sad and focused, not daring to have any distractions or divergent thoughts, his sea of ​​consciousness was extremely empty.

After several days, this forced, sudden sadness slowly disappeared.

"What kind of existence is the upper realm?"

Jiang Ding took a deep breath and dared not call that name again.

He had a premonition that if he took the initiative to contact her again, he would still fall into this deep sorrow, just like the rules of heaven and earth.

If you are exposed to it too much, you will be trapped in sorrow forever until death.

It's not that the Supreme Will has any ill will towards the ants, but His strong emotions are revealed, and the terrible impact caused has not weakened after countless years.

"This world is not an ordinary small world. It is very unusual. It may even be more terrifying than the Immortal Realm."

Jiang Ding's heart was shaken, and he whispered, "I still have to be extra careful. When facing a powerful person like that, only time and space can protect us."

"All other concealment magic, ingenious schemes, and manipulation of the situation are stupid and ridiculous."

"Only time and space will not deceive me."

After calming his mind, Jiang Ding continued to read the new knowledge he had gained from the Royal Court Blessed Land, especially those related to this small world.

"...The boundary wall is broken, the sect is broken, and the ancestor's inheritance is cut off... Those two supreme beings broke the boundary wall of the small thousand worlds, which will definitely bring bad luck and they will definitely not die well..."

At this time, Jiang Ding noticed a broken stone slab from a cultivator of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Sect.

This Divine Transformation cultivator was named Chen Lei, and he harbored a strong hatred because he was dead, affected by the aftermath of the attack of the two supreme beings, and died along with countless cultivators in the sect.

Before he died, he wrote his curse with his own blood on a stone slab.

Do the two supreme beings who were fighting know about this?
You should know.

But just like a human child using boiling water to destroy an ant nest, they won’t care, nor will they deliberately find the strongest ant and crush it to death, destroying the ant’s subtle chirping sound.

This stone slab was thus preserved, and after many twists and turns, it was finally collected by Shuoyang Tianjun.

"Inviting unknown?"

"What's unknown?"

Jiang Ding was confused and puzzled, and looked through the information.

As for this unknown fact, Lord Shuoyang Tianjun once spent a great deal of time searching through ancient books and digging out various ancient traditions. In the end, he vaguely guessed that it was related to the status of the small thousand worlds.

The status of the Small Thousand Worlds is extremely high. Even if the existence above the Refined Void is powerful, it is still inferior to a Small Thousand World that has existed since time immemorial.

Normally, the small world does appear to be very harmless.

A Jindan cultivator can cut off a river, a Yuanying cultivator can move a mountain, and a Shenhua cultivator can cause a serious blow to the surface ecology. Anyone can do something against the will of the gods. But this does not mean that the small world is fragile.

For the Small Thousand Worlds, the so-called moving mountains and filling the seas by the Jindan, Yuanying and Huashen cultivators are nothing more than changes in the fur on their bodies, not even minor injuries.

From this perspective, there is no difference between the influence of a divine cultivator and the weakest mortal on the small world.

Existences above the level of Lianxu can actually cause harm to the small world.

It might not be a serious injury. The boundary wall was just broken and it would recover in tens of thousands of years. For an ancient small world, it was just a blink of an eye, a minor injury.

However, the small world was indeed hurt.

This attracted the malicious intent of the Pan-Tian Dao consciousness of the Small Thousand Worlds.

This kind of malice is extremely terrifying even for beings above the level of refining emptiness, and there is a risk of falling at any time.

This is what Lord Shuoyang guessed.

There was not much information, only sporadic records, but he boldly assumed this result and thought it should be very close to the fact.

This is because, if the supreme powerful being could destroy the small worlds at will, then after such an almost endless amount of time, there should not be many small worlds left now.

In addition, the fact that no one has come to recover the fragments of the magic technique seems to support this point of view.

"It does seem to make sense..."

Jiang Ding also agreed with Shuoyang Tianjun's judgment.

But at the same time, we must see that this is just a somewhat possible speculation. Shuoyang Tianjun has no way out. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, he will rush forward and ignore the huge risks.

This is not the place to emulate.

These are what Jiang Ding gained after reading all the books in Wangting Fudi.

"Ancient history, especially the history before the time of the Six Paths Patriarch, is extremely valuable and should be collected as much as possible."

Jiang Ding said silently.

He issued an order to collect things in this regard from the Nine Heavens Secret Realm of the Seven Feathers Sect of the Yue Kingdom and the relics left over from all over the world of Small Thousand Worlds.

Today, as the leader of Beiyuan Tushan Courtyard, he no longer needs to do many things himself.

After doing this, Jiang Ding left.

He hid his body and did not return to the Six Paths Sect. No one knew when and where he disappeared.

……

In the Black Demon Palace.

"From now on, I'm alone again..."

On the Six Paths throne, a young man in blue opened his eyes and laughed at himself.

He looked towards the azure blue pool not far away.

The magnetic energy inside it flickered, and the magnetic force was as heavy as a mountain. In the wave-like magnetic light, a dragon-like divine light was faintly visible, revealing a vague shape, and its aura was close to the fifth level.

This divine light meandered and swam like a real living thing, constantly hitting the Six Realms Li Yang Formation that bound it, causing the nearby mountains to shake violently.

This is the divine object of heaven and earth from the Yin-Yang Yuanci Jueling Mountain, the Yin-Yang Magnetic Extreme Divine Light!
It has been more than ten years since the formation was set up, and it has begun to take shape. It has already developed some of the aura that can prohibit the five elements of the heavens. It is an excellent material for sword refining and can make the flying sword completely 'light-transformed'.

"It will probably take another fifty-eight years to be born. If you want perfection, one hundred and fifty-eight years is also possible."

"You'll have to get it yourself when the time comes. I can't do it."

The young man in green on the Six Paths throne muttered to himself, closed his eyes and practiced, and no longer spoke.

(End of this chapter)