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Chapter 1618: Taking the First Step on the Path to Heaven

“I’ve fully recovered.”

"The body was shattered into ashes, nothing more..."

Jiang Ding said to himself.

At the moment when his soul and body were fully restored, the inspiration and enlightenment accumulated in the last battle surged towards him like a tide, causing wisps of inspiration to emerge in his sea of ​​consciousness. The wisps of inspiration gathered into water droplets, and instantly turned into a vast ocean, boundless...

Countless inspirations and insights are simply unstoppable!

In Jiang Ding's mind, he suddenly understood many problems that he had been unable to solve no matter how hard he thought about them in the past, the seventh level of swordsmanship, the Heavenly Sword Level.

The seventh realm of swordsmanship is called the Heavenly Sword Realm. It is a process in which sword cultivators use their own flying sword as a fulcrum to pry the rules of the immortal universe and heaven, and extremely subtly modify the rules of heaven and earth that they have mastered, turning the rules of heaven and earth into rules that belong to them alone.

This is actually the path to heaven for sword practitioners!

The path to heaven that begins at the Void Refinement Stage is a path unique to the disciples of the immortal sects in the upper realm and is extremely terrifying.

You know, in the endless immortal universe, how many peak Hedao cultivators dare not take a step out of the path of heaven and man in their lifetime, to change even the most subtle, the most ordinary rule of heaven and earth, including many of the famous peak Hedao cultivators in the Ancient God Realm, including the peak Hedao gods of the nine immortal sects in the Ancient God Realm who possessed the inheritance of the immortal sects in the upper realm.

Because they knew that if they dared to take this step, they would surely die.

Advancement to immortality is not a card-drawing game with a certain probability, one in ten thousand or two in ten thousand. If a cultivator does not have the corresponding foundation and talent, and touches the path to heaven and takes a step, the probability of death is 100%. There will be no other results, and miracles are impossible.

The requirement for sword cultivators to reach the seventh level of sword arts is to use their own flying sword as a fulcrum and modify the rules of heaven in extremely subtle ways!

At this level, there is no distinction between small success, big success, or peak success.

The degree to which the sword cultivator can slightly modify the rules of heaven and earth will determine the level of the seventh realm of the sword. In theory, the advancement of the seventh realm of the sword is unlimited.

In the refining stage, the rules of heaven and earth are modified extremely subtly!

This is extremely dangerous. Even if it is a disciple of an immortal sect in the upper realm, there is no possibility of withstanding the backlash of the rules and surviving death before reaching the peak of the Hedao realm.

In this realm of swordsmanship, one wrong step will lead to death.

The only thing that the disciples of the immortal sects in the upper realm can rely on is their own talents, their absolute confidence, and the confidence that there is nothing wrong with their understanding of the rules and themselves.

Because I never make mistakes, I will never die.

Compared with the Taoist disciples of the immortal sects in the upper realm, Jiang Ding found it more difficult to progress to the seventh level of swordsmanship.

Because he had no predecessors to refer to for his rules and paths, and no predecessors had paved the way for him, everything was confusing and unknown. Just like all the founders of the immortal sects in the upper realms, he was struggling through thorns and darkness.

Therefore, Jiang Ding did not dare to take a step beyond the seventh level of swordsmanship for a long time.

Because any mistake would mean certain death, and he had no absolute certainty at all, he could only stop in fear in front of a patch of thorns and fog, actively participate in the scientific research of the immortal sect, improve his understanding of the rules of the immortal way, strengthen his own foundation, and look forward to one day being able to tear through the thorns and fog in front of him.

He thought that this process would last for a very long time, and that he would never be able to break through the thorns and fog in front of him.

The development of real history has proved how important a powerful opponent is to a sword cultivator.

A strong enemy is a heaven-defying opportunity for a swordsman!

"Ancient God Master,"

"You are an old thing worthy of being beaten to death..."

Jiang Ding felt the various inspirations in his sea of ​​consciousness and uttered words of admiration.

The thorns and fog that blocked the road to heaven and man were torn apart piece by piece, revealing a road of heaven and man's rules. That was the brilliant rule of the sun, containing six major rules such as breaking the law, prohibiting the law, destruction, and magnetism, and only the rule of the sun.

This rule comes from the universe, and it seems to be able to undergo subtle changes, turning into some special existence...

Jiang Ding saw that all the taboos and fogs on the road to heaven had been swept away, and the road was flat as far as the eye could see. There was not even a pothole that required a slight detour. A three-year-old baby would not fall when walking on such a road. Only in extremely distant places did thorns and fog begin to reappear.

This road seems endless.

Even the real fairies in the legend seem to be walking on this road, which is endless, just like the endless road. "Now,"

“I’ve been able to take a step forward.”

Jiang Ding suddenly realized, "I have been able to change the rules of the sun very slightly for the first time, turning them into my own rules. I am 100% sure that it will succeed. I am even 10% to 20% sure that I can make slight changes the second and third time."

"I have a feeling that every time I make a subtle change to the rules and take a step forward on the path to becoming a god, my strength will inevitably undergo a radical change."

"My first step will definitely succeed."

"Do you want……"

Jiang Ding felt a strong urge in his heart.

He wanted to modify the rules slightly right now, create his own solar rules, and make his own path undergo a transformation from heaven to man.

However, this desire was restrained.

If you take the wrong step on the path to heaven, you will die.

Matters like these involving life and death should be handled with extreme caution. One should simulate and replay them countless times and only begin after confirming that there are no mistakes. At the very least, one should confirm whether one's self-confidence is too strong, so strong that it blurs the distinction between reality and fantasy.

The world exists objectively.

Wrong is wrong and right is right.

This is not something that can be changed by the monk's enthusiasm. Confidence is only a criterion for self-judgment.

"No hurry, no hurry,"

"It will take at least several hundred years to calculate on the central spirit computer."

Jiang Ding took out a notebook from his storage jade pendant and made a trip plan: "Subtle changes to the rules are a qualitative change and nirvana in the path of a cultivator. It often lasts for thousands of years, and one will die if one is not careful."

"Before that, I need to clean up some messes to ensure that Nirvana will not be disturbed."

"Also, we need to reserve some margin for calculations, so that even if we are disturbed or interrupted, we won't make mistakes. This is the only way to be safe..."

After finishing the Nirvana Plan, Jiang Ding casually flipped forward in his notebook.

He turned the pages one by one, and on them were all the plans he had made during his past cultivation stages, with dim and crossed-out names, such as: Master Shen Ya and his people bullied me, Zhendong Hou Tang Wang sent people to hunt me down, and the Blood Lake Corpse Mountain Patriarch used his clone to beat me...

So many names, so densely packed.

If this notebook wasn't somewhat of a magic weapon, if the contents of this notebook were written on ordinary paper, it would almost fill up the entire room.

These names have one thing in common, they are all gray, the difference is that some names have underlines and some do not.

The ones with underlines indicate that they were killed by the Great Sun Sword Master.

The ones without lines mean that he died, either from old age or being beaten to death by others, and he died before the Great Sun Sword Master could take action.

The notebook was quickly turned to the last page.

Here, names began to appear with a gleam of light, and it was no longer all gray.

"Leiyang Tianjian Realm, Shougui Shenjun, has hunted down this Lord in the God Transformation Stage. He is so shameless..."

"And the Shadow Puppet God of the Immortal Weapon Sect..."

"Ancient God Master..."

Jiang Ding wrote and drew, sorting out the information of these names that were still shining, and the various intelligence, relationships and backgrounds related to these characters, making preparations for various investigations.

(End of this chapter)