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Chapter 1544: Yellow Spring River in the Six Paths of Reincarnation

The power of the dead, the river of oblivion.

Infused with the will of life and death, this sword was overwhelming, filled with murderous intent, covering everything. It was the final echo of all the immortal wisdom of the two heroes and outstanding men who stood at the top of the realm, and had stood in the long river of time for nearly a hundred thousand years.

At this moment, Jiang Ding's hair stood on end and his soul was trembling.

At this moment, in his swordsmanship, he had a deeper understanding of the six realms of reincarnation and the life and death of all beings in the world. The enemy paid the price of his life to clearly reveal the mystery of life and death in front of him, which was seen by him.

So beautiful, so wonderful.

"In my reincarnation,"

"There should be a gap, like a river, to wash away the impurities of foreign creatures..."

Jiang Ding felt a sense of satisfaction in his heart.

Keng!
In the void, the sound of swords was like the tide and the sea.

Under this sword sound, the black and yellow forbidden sword's light suddenly became deep, suddenly thick like fog, rippling across the sky and earth like water waves, and then shrinking towards the center, forming a circle of black and yellow Yellow Spring River jade belt, surrounding Jiang Ding.

The sword light of the Forgotten River, carrying the will of the deceased, flows through here.

The spiritual substance in it was rapidly decreasing, the strong murderous intent and resentment of the deceased creatures were rapidly weakening, and the dark blue law network of soul and blood rules were rapidly dimming and becoming obsolete.

Spiritual matter rapidly weakens when passing through here.

Affected by these fundamental levels, the sword light of the Forgotten River of the Dead has dimmed a lot. It is no longer overwhelming and envelops the sky and the earth. Now one can see a sword-shaped river thousands of kilometers long.

It’s not that the projection power of the Forgotten River has weakened, no creature below the immortal level can do this.

Instead, the force that supports the Forgotten River to come here and guides it here has weakened, thereby reducing the number of Forgotten River projections that come here.

"What a brilliant immortal wisdom..."

Jiang Ding couldn't stop praising him.

Keng!
He drew his sword!
Six worlds emerged in front of him, and each world enlarged in front of him like a ring. Countless electromagnetic accelerator arrays were crackling inside. Each accelerator was built with the entire world, containing the pinnacle achievements of the immortal sect in the immortal electromagnetic cannon array.

Jiang Ding slashed out with his sword, and the Taiqing flying sword burst into billions of rays of light, then shrank into a twisted wisp, which was the origin of the gold of heaven and earth.

The sword that destroys gold!

This sword entered the accelerated cycle of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, circulating back and forth, repeated three times, and its speed reached its peak. Then, it passed through the black and yellow jade belt of the Yellow Spring River. The sword was stained with the light of forbidden and destroyed laws, and its speed increased again, even faster than the spiritual sense sensing ability of the Hedao God.

If you look at it from a microscopic perspective, you can see something like a miracle of nature appearing.

The layer of black and yellow light on the flying sword contained the power to break and destroy laws. Wherever the sword went, all spiritual matter, rules, and the law of heaven disappeared silently, with almost no resistance.

This layer of black and yellow flowing film makes the Taiqing Flying Sword lose almost all friction in the immortal environment!
This is the reason why the Taiqing Flying Sword climbed up again at the extreme speed.

The sword that destroys gold!

The sword of destruction!

These two prototypes of the immortal arts merged for the first time and appeared at the same time for the first time, which greatly increased the completeness of the prototypes of the immortal arts and brought a big step closer to the real immortal art of suppressing the sky, thus bringing about earth-shaking changes.

The speed of the Taiqing flying sword exceeds the limit of the Hedao Divine Lord’s spiritual sense locking!

The flying sword with such a terrifying speed instantly passed through the Forgetful River which was thousands of kilometers in size, disappeared in a flash, and returned to the hands of the sword master again.

In this extremely tiny moment, she slashed a total of 3,797 swords, destroying the 3,797 nodes that supported the Forgotten River and allowed it to be projected into the human world, destroying all the supporting nodes in an instant.

In the starry sky of the universe, the Forgotten River, which was flowing freely, froze slightly.

Pause there.

"It's truly a mythical miracle between heaven and earth..."

Jiang Ding whispered. Bang!
The Forgotten River collapsed, and countless river waters collapsed into countless spiritual lights and dissipated in the starry sky of the universe.

But its true existence, its true projection, the phantom-like river of life and death, still flows between heaven and earth as usual, flashing away, and the tiny tributary projection returns to the original river channel again.

No matter how the creatures in the world build dams or divert the river water, they cannot stop the flow of the Forgotten River. Its flow is destiny, and the final destination has already been determined, no matter how the creatures in it struggle.

The projection of the Forgotten River gradually dissipated in the starry sky.

Jiang Ding's gaze returned to the battlefield again.

At the original spot, there was only a gray skeleton and a dead blue soul crystal. It was cold and quiet, and had long lost all its vitality.

When they decided to use the power of the dead in the Lethe River, they were doomed to die.

"Blood and Bone Lord, Dark Soul Lord..."

"Two seniors, as the first Hedao monks to die in my hands, I will remember you."

Jiang Ding said calmly.

He remembered everything clearly.

The Peacock King in the Golden Core Stage, the Divine Crow Lord in the Nascent Soul Stage, the Ten Thousand Spiders Lord in the Spirit Transformation Stage, the Swamp Lord in the Refining Void Stage... and today's Blood and Bone Lord and Dark Soul Lord.

As gods of alien races, they hold the lives of countless citizens of the immortal sect in their hands, so their deaths are justified.

“But you did keep your promise.”

"Blooming with all its splendor."

Jiang Ding said silently: "In the future, for the Blood Bone Skeleton Clan and the Ghost Clan, if the timing and conditions are right, I am willing to support these two races as vassal secondary civilizations of the Immortal Sect, assist the Immortal Sect in ruling the realm, and increase the diversity of the Immortal Dao ecosystem."

"This is a token of my gratitude to the two seniors."

"A warrior must always have something to stand for, no matter what his position is."

Jiang Ding waved slightly.

The gray skeleton body collapsed, and two storage magic weapons of the Hedao God flew towards him and fell into his hands, as well as a dull blood knife and a faint blue spike, both of which were good Hedao magic weapons.

The wealth of the two Hedao gods should be able to increase his savings by a significant amount.

It's just a big increase, not a doubling.

This is impossible.

As one of the richest people in the realm's ruling power, his wealth was already far beyond that of ordinary Hedao cultivators. The wealth of ordinary Hedao cultivators could not increase his wealth much.

The six paths rotate, sorting out the rules of heaven and earth, smoothing out broken space, cleansing cause and effect, and clearing the breath.

The starry sky in this realm underwent a rapid reorganization. After dozens of breaths, everything returned to normal and this place became an ordinary cosmic starry sky again.

In the small world of Dragon Grass hundreds of thousands of kilometers away from here, the Blood Bone Skeleton Clan's Void Refining Monks and many skeletons are still faithfully guarding the Small Thousand Worlds and the teleportation array, without casting any extra glances over here.

"That's it."

"The next target is the Demonic Heaven Realm."

Jiang Ding's eyes were burning with fire and endless desire: "There, many Hedao Divine Lords from the Ancient God Alliance have gathered. There are dozens of them, including the top powerhouses from the Ten Thousand Races Alliance and the Demon God Sect, as well as Hedao Divine Lords who have inherited Hedao from the upper realms of the nine immortal sects in the Ancient God Realm, and there may also be..."

"Tianji! Xuanwu! Yingmo and the others!"

"How many tens of thousands of years of enemies have we faced? Today, I will put an end to everything. Fellow Taoists, seniors, please don't be too weak..."

The young man whispered as his figure gradually disappeared.

(End of this chapter)