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Chapter 1658: Happy Da Ri Jian Zi

The puppet threads spread across several areas, falling on rivers, mountains, villages, county towns, palaces, large and small sects... falling on every place in the sky and on the earth.

In the vast and long realm, all cultivators at the level of Lianxu and above who looked up at the sky would be filled with deep awe.

This place has become a trap and a killing array, and it is exposed in front of us without any cover, quietly waiting for the prey to come.

Detour?

Bypass several domains at once?
Any cultivator with a long enough heritage should understand a basic common sense: when facing a cultivator who practices the way of heaven and cause and effect, the worst thing to do is to try to avoid his edge.

What should be done?

Keng~
In the ordinary sunlight, a young man in blue appeared. His eyes were bloodshot and scorching, yet so calm and indifferent.

With his hand on the hilt of the sword, he walked step by step towards the heavenly being in the sky, without any thought of taking a detour or escaping.

The sky darkened.

Endless sunlight gathered towards the young man, gathered towards his blood, essence and soul which began to burn wildly. With every step he took, his momentum and pressure rose steadily, as if there was no end.

In several realms of the vast universe, all living beings fell into eternal night.

All the light, all the brilliance is converging towards the young man in blue, and towards the six sun rings behind his head. The six worlds are spinning endlessly, blooming with sun rule runes, and gathering terrifying heat.

Step by step.

With every step he took, the transparent puppet strings on all sides made a loud bang like bowstrings breaking. One by one, they were melted by the terrifying light surrounding the young man and could not hold on any longer. They forcibly snatched a piece of territory that belonged entirely to the sun from the world covered with transparent puppet strings.

The gods in the sky watched indifferently and did nothing.

The young man in the sun moved forward step by step, and the transparent puppet threads behind him closed in, blocking his way back.

When the young man in the sun walked in front of the celestial being, his pupils, mouth, nose, ears, limbs and bones were all burning with golden flames. It was unknown whether it was the flame formed by the burning of his flesh, blood, and soul, or the flame formed naturally by the gathering of sunlight, or both.

The only thing we know is that his pressure is at least ten times stronger than before!
If we fail in this battle, we will die.

If he fails, he doesn't want to live, which is a humiliation for a sword cultivator!
reason……

"Junior Jiang Ding,"

"Greetings to Senior Qiansi."

This was the first time Jiang Ding was facing a celestial being directly. He bowed respectfully and said, "Senior, I have long heard of your great name. Now that I have met you in person, I know that your reputation is well-deserved."

This is a refined monk with a handsome face and perfect body.

He stood at the center of the four-way causal puppet threads, quietly waiting for his prey to come, and the fact was just as he expected, Chunyang Jianzi came here on his own initiative without any effort.

His Dharma body has reached the pinnacle of human aesthetics and is so beautiful that it seems unreal.

This is the famous Immortal Weapon Sect, who suppresses the powerful celestial beings in all directions, the Qiansi Celestial Being!

This was a celestial being with extremely outstanding gifts and talents. He made important contributions to the birth of the Immortal Weapon Sect's Flesh and Blood Demon Puppet Taoist Soldiers. He vigorously promoted the fusion of living puppets and dead puppets. As a celestial being, he had a profound impact on the situation in the universe and his name was known both inside and outside the world.

Such a powerful person came here in person today for a young man who has reached the level of Lianxu.

"Oh?"

"Do you know me?"

The celestial being was a little surprised.

In his deduction, this newly emerged Pure Yang Swordsman should not have been fully accepted by the Great Yin Yang Sword Realm. In fact, he was just a casual cultivator with unlimited potential. He should not be able to understand the top-level situation intelligence in the universe.

However, as the line of cause and effect changed, a new destiny emerged in his eyes.

"Yang bone,"

"The Yang Bone clone has seen you."

Qiansi Tianren said calmly: "It seems that he has high hopes for you."

"It's no wonder. The Pure Yang lineage is the original source of the Great Yin Yang Sword Realm, the oldest lineage. The subsequent Yin Yang lineage, as well as the dual cultivation Tai Yin and Yang lineage, were all born from the Pure Yang lineage. They have survived for tens of millions of years, but have never found the way to the heavens." "Once they find a glimmer of hope, they will naturally grab it like a life-saving straw."

"Yes."

"The Yanggutianren doesn't seem to have any ill intentions."

Jiang Ding said calmly.

Apart from the Immortal Sect, there is no one in the world or any force that he can trust completely, no matter what happens or how sincere they are.

This is also the reason why almost all sects in the upper realm refuse to train monks to ascend from the lower realm.

It is almost impossible for a grown-up immortal master to have a sense of belonging to new people or new forces, except for the emotions he had when he was young and ignorant.

All around them, in the blink of an eye, transparent puppet threads were shrinking from the sky and the earth in several domains, gathering here, forming densely packed transparent cause and effect threads that wrapped the two of them, layer upon layer, with no end, wriggling like spirit snakes.

"So,"

"Chun Yang Jianzi, do you want to surrender to our sect?"

The celestial being said lightly.

This is possible.

The Xianqi Sect welcomes any strong person, any future strong person.

This is excellent puppet material. Even if the powerful men who come to surrender are refined into puppets, they still have some independent consciousness at some time. This is the kindness of the Immortal Weapon Sect to all the powerful people in the world.

"No."

"I just have a question that I would like to ask you, senior."

Jiang Ding smiled.

"You can tell me."

The silk-pulling celestial being also laughed.

His slender hands were leisurely weaving the thread of fate and cause and effect. He looked at the blue-clothed young man in front of him with interest and spoke gently.

"It's not a big deal."

"I just want to ask you, Senior, about your injuries..."

With a clanging sound, Jiang Ding slowly pulled out the sword.

"Injury?"

The celestial being holding the silk thread burst into laughter.

It was as if he had heard something so ridiculous that it made him smile and laugh, and he didn't even bother to explain himself.

"Yes,"

"It's just the injury."

Jiang Ding's smile began to bloom: "You should have been fighting with the Yanggu Celestial Being in the Leiyan Territory more than ten years ago, right?"

"No, to be precise, nine breaths ago, you were fighting with the Yanggu Celestial Being in the Thunder Flame Region. Because nine breaths ago, I was just a disciple of the inheritance. There was no need for the Celestial Being to spend a huge price, give up the main battlefield, and take the huge risk of the main battlefield collapsing to rush here, just to stop a Refining Void Ant."

"After nine breaths, you have passed through more than a dozen realms and arrived in front of me."

"The rules of this universe are iron laws. The stronger a person is, the stronger he is at breaking through the boundaries. The more times he breaks through the boundaries in a short period of time, the more serious his injuries will be and the greater the impact will be!"

The surprise in Jiang Ding's eyes almost overflowed, and he stared at the Qiansi Tianren intently: "God, is it true that you are so kind to me? Knowing that the Taoist disciple of the Immortal Sect is being guarded by a near-immortal-level being, and being under the heavy protection of the sect, the possibility of being killed head-on is very small."

"So, you were sent to me?!!"

At this moment, a feeling of happiness and satisfaction filled his heart to the point that he completely forgot the trivial fact that he was on the run.

(End of this chapter)