A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators.

Chapter 2018 Intelligence is often harmful, and deep affection is short-lived.

This place was completely silent.

All the sword cultivators looked at this place with reverence and fanaticism, at the dust covering the ground, the traces left behind by the many gods of the present world after they burned themselves to death.

Many people felt a surge of confidence.

So what if the human race is in disarray?
So what if the internal strife among humans is brutal and intense?
As long as an invincible genius emerges, the human race will still be the master of the endless starry sky. These so-called intractable problems are nothing but a few hardships and tribulations.
"Seven Killings..."

Jiang Ding's eyes flashed with a fierce light as he looked into the distance.

There, a Seven Kill Sword Light flew away swiftly into the distance, disappearing in an instant. It dared not initiate a Holy Sword Battle at this moment, having lost its confidence.

Da Ri Jian Zi did not pursue, even though he was certain he could catch up, as he had become very skilled at it over the years.

"You're really lucky."

"I have always respected the strong and the true immortals."

Jiang Ding said calmly.

Since the Immortal of Myriad Laws said that the human race here should not fight amongst themselves, then he will abide by it. If the current human race Daoists do not provoke him, he will not kill them.

This respect will continue until the balance of power changes.

A dim divine light flew in from the horizon.

This is the Divine Child of Soul Flame.

He appeared disoriented, flying unsteadily, like the body of a dead soul, his face numb.

"I……"

Soul Flame Divine Child wept bitterly.

It was precisely because of their rescue that the Sun God Child and others were exposed and targeted by the Lord of the Vermilion Bird Starfield. Otherwise, given the vastness of the endless universe, it would have been almost impossible for the Eight-Step Dao Child to find another Eight-Step Dao Child who was deliberately hiding.

It's because of myself!

If it weren't for myself, these many gods would not have died.

Now, I am going to die too.

"kill."

"Kill..."

The Soul Flame Divine Child staggered to this place, and like many other divine children, he burned himself to launch a desperate charge against the young man in blue.

His figure shone as brightly as a shooting star.

"Be bold!"

"Extremely arrogant!"

The Soul Flame Divine Child had just begun his self-ignition charge when all the human swordsmen around him were enraged.

A mere Seven-Step Divine Child, a mere severely injured Seven-Step Divine Child!

Does he think he has the honor of challenging Jianzi?
Is he qualified to initiate a sacred sword duel?
Does he deserve such honor?
This is an insult!
Keng!
More than a hundred human swordsmen, including Wildfire Swordsman, Limitless Swordsman, and Burial Sky Swordsman, drew their swords. Their sword intent was icy and chilling, and their swords flowed like a torrent, instantly striking the staggering Soul Flame Divine Child.

Soul Flame Divine Child's body stiffened.

The next moment, his body and soul were completely shattered, and he died.

As such a weakling, he was not qualified to challenge the Sword Prince to a sacred sword duel, nor was he qualified to stand before the Sword Prince.

It is the duty of these sword cultivators to uphold the swordsmanship honor of the stronger swordsmen.

If a sword cultivator consistently maintains the strongest position and respects the interests of the sword cultivators under his command, then the loyalty of the sword cultivators will far exceed that of the Dao Child.

This is a profession unique to humans, with strong characteristics of the racial military, emphasizing order and hierarchy.

Jiang Ding's figure gradually disappeared from sight.

There was nothing left for him to care about.

Subsequently, many human sword cultivators will sweep across the surrounding areas at an even faster pace, devouring star fields and bringing more order to the endless starry sky.

……

Vermilion Bird Palace.

A young man in blue robes reappeared on the throne, as if he were simply returning from a walk.

The only difference was that a gilded sun spear now stood before him, instantly turning the palace into a blazing furnace, its terrifying heat enough to incinerate even celestial beings spreading in all directions. "Your concubine,"

"Your Majesty, welcome back triumphantly!"

The Holy Maiden of Fusang bowed with a smile.

In the vast universe today, there are no supreme beings who have grown up to be true fairies. The growth of a true fairy is not only due to innate talent and ability, but also to material resources. It requires many favorable conditions, such as timing, location, and human factors. The demon race and the divine path have accumulated the basic resources for the birth of a true fairy over tens of millions of years.

Currently, the strongest being in the Endless Starry Sky is the Eighth-Order Supreme.

This means that the Sun God Lord is one of the strongest supreme beings in the current divine path. He is even trying to annex the Big Dipper Star Region, which is guarded by the remnants of the Big Dipper Ancient Emperor's array, and he is about to succeed completely.

Now that the Sun God has lost a part of his divinity and is seriously injured, this will surely give the human race a chance to catch its breath.

This is a battle that will influence the entire universe!
Why are you being so polite?

Jiang Ding looked up at the woman, somewhat puzzled.

Even back when they first met, this woman seemed much more casual than she is now, so formal and rigid.

"His Majesty,"

"This is for the sake of the future."

The Holy Maiden of Fusang explained: "Based on the historical experience of the Holy Land of Fusang, for a monarch, emotions may exist for a time, but after hundreds of thousands or millions of years, all emotions will return to normalcy and become mundane, at which point quarrels and discord will occur."

"This is common between men and women in the world; human nature is always like this."

"It's one thing for men and women to quarrel."

"It's nothing more than some noise, some things getting broken, and maybe we'll make up or go our separate ways afterward. It's insignificant."

"But His Majesty and I cannot do that."

The Holy Maiden of Fusang smiled and said, "Our quarrels and struggles will be very dangerous. If they escalate into a star-domain-level war and disaster, the consequences will be terrible."

"In that case, it would be better to treat each other with respect from the very beginning."

"The saying 'deep affection is short-lived, and extreme wisdom is bound to bring harm' is exactly what it means. Things that are too extreme cannot last long, and the same applies to the great principles of Yin and Yang in the universe."

Does Your Majesty dislike such red tape?

"Then I'll try to reduce it in the future."

She thought for a moment and said.

"No need for that, you can live however you want."

Jiang Ding shook his head slightly.

He lowered his head and continued to look at the Sun God Spear in his hand, his divine sense and sword intent constantly scanning it, and his mind was constantly deducing and calculating.

Behind him, a starry sky unfolded slowly.

It was a scene: ten suns soaring across the sky, golden crows wailing, and golden-armored divine sons roaring and charging forward, exuding a chilling killing intent. All these scenes leaped off the page, vivid and lifelike.

However, if a true expert were to come here, they would certainly not be attracted by the scene.

Their gazes will inevitably fall on those lines formed by the rules of the sun, and on the many runes, deeply attracted by the true meaning of these great paths of the sun.

It was as if the Sun Avenue had been cut off.

The Holy Maiden of Fusang held her breath.

She knew that the Great Sun Sword Prince was seizing the solar inheritance from the lineage of the Sun God.

He doesn't need any systematic inheritance; he only needs some scattered spell structures and rule structures to inspire him and create entirely new sword techniques.

The Sun Avenue overlaps too much with his swordsmanship.

The Holy Maiden of Fusang thought for a moment, then walked out of the palace. After a long time, she returned and released a large number of items from her storage ring.

There were books and jade slips, which filled the hall in the blink of an eye, and seemed to be constantly appearing. The spatial array in the Vermilion Bird Heavenly Palace was activated, expanding the space again, so that it was not burst by these huge amounts of books and jade slips.

Finally, seven ancient and simple sun spears flew out and landed in front of the Great Sun Sword Prince.

"what?"

Jiang Ding was in the middle of a high-speed simulation when he was suddenly startled awake and stared blankly at the woman in front of him.

　This morning I finished the work of the master
　　New group number:
　　764432167
　　This is the place, sir.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)