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Chapter 2126 The Peerless Prodigy of the Supreme Sun Maiden Path
"Once I ascend to the Supreme Realm,"

"I can conquer the world without needing anyone!"

In the Great Dream Sword Domain, Jiang Ding sat cross-legged on an ancient battlefield, speaking with fervor.

Although the Vermilion Bird Starfield is vast, its powerful figures numerous, its Dao soldiers, divine armies, and demon armies abundant, and its True Phoenix Child a true fairy of the Phoenix Clan… all these people combined are insignificant!

Now, decades have passed since he met with the Sun Supreme and others, and Jiang Ding has returned to the Great Dream Sword Domain, the place that makes him feel most at ease, to cultivate here.

"I will surely achieve all victories!"

"Why?"

"The True Phoenix has suffered three defeats, while I have won three."

Jiang Ding confidently stated, "First, I possess two major star domain celestial databases: the Vermilion Bird Star Domain and the Big Dipper Seven Star Domains. This gives me a significant advantage in deducing the true celestial universe constants. This is my victory and the True Phoenix's defeat."

"Secondly, I have the entire human race of the Endless Starry Sky as my research and development support, while True Phoenix only has the Phoenix Clan and some creatures from the five major star regions of Vermilion Bird to help me. Even though there are many birds scattered throughout the Endless Starry Sky, they cannot compare with the human race of the Endless Starry Sky. The difference is too great. This is True Phoenix's second defeat."

"Third, the black and white eyes of my Great Sun Immortal Sword Soul have a huge advantage in observing the constant of the Immortal Dao universe. This is a super-dimensional vision born from the spiritless universe. In terms of convenience and efficiency, it even surpasses the reincarnation Dao Child."

"This is why I have won three times and Zhenhuangzi has lost three times!"

"With these three victories, the future of the Vermilion Bird Starfield will surely belong to me, and I will definitely achieve another glorious victory in the Vermilion Bird Starfield!"

"The True Phoenix is ​​nothing but a skeleton in a tomb."

Jiang Ding said calmly.

The sudden, frenzied killing intent within his soul gradually subsided.

The Vermilion Bird Starfield will surely become the territory of the Supreme Great Sun Sword Immortal.

Only one person, and only one person is needed; no more is required.

The various sounds spread into the dream like ripples, gradually fading away, unknown and incomprehensible to the world.

Jiang Ding looked at the two figures kneeling on one knee not far in front of him.

These are two old acquaintances.

A cultivator at the peak of the Celestial Realm radiated light from head to toe—pure, destructive light, untainted by any impurities, a light of madness and destruction.

The other one was a 1.5-meter-tall girl with an apple-shaped face, who was looking happily at the young man in blue robes, a cultivator at the peak of the Dao Integration stage.

"Meet the Sword Master!"

Ming Guangzi said in a deep voice.

"Sir, long time no see."

Gong Caiyu smiled, her eyebrows curving into crescent moons.

She has been sleeping in the Taiyin Heavenly Palace for many years. Thanks to her own weakness, her lifespan has not been lost too much, and she should still have 10,000 to 20,000 years left.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Jiang Ding also smiled.

Over the years, many of our contemporaries have vanished into the past, so it is a joyous occasion to see these two old friends awaken from their slumber.

"Congratulations, Sword Master!"

"Ascend to the Supreme Realm! Fulfill the ideal of the first Great Sun Sword Master!"

Mingguangzi shouted loudly.

He was genuinely delighted; this person was the purest being of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion in the world, and was filled with affection for the path of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion.

"These,"

"It is all thanks to the protection of the ancestral masters of past generations."

Jiang Ding nodded slightly and tossed him a copy of his own creation, the "Destroying Laws Sun Immortal Scripture": "This is my path. You can refer to it. It would be best if you could advance to the Supreme level. It would also be a good thing if I could have one more familiar face in this world."

"If you cannot advance to the Supreme level, then die."

Jiang Ding said indifferently.

A Great Sun Sword Cultivator should be treated in a certain way, and he will not change that. He will not grant Ming Guangzi any opportunities beyond the inheritance.

Those who survive become disciples of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, continuing to contribute to the Supreme Great Sun Sword Dao.

If you're dead, you're dead.

The death of a Great Sun Sword Cultivator is as common as the withering and reincarnation of plants; it's nothing unusual.

"A celestial scripture?" "Thank you, Sword Master!"

Mingguangzi perked up and accepted the scriptures with both hands.

Based on his understanding of the Great Sun Sword Master, since this scripture has the name "Immortal Scripture," it must possess a level of attainment close to that of an immortal, and it must be an extraordinary opportunity!

No more?

Isn't this a matter of course?

Mingguangzi was used to it.

For a Great Sun Sword Cultivator, everything they need must be obtained through their own sword. The sect has already provided the inheritance, and that is enough. This has always been the case since ancient times.

"Go."

"This vast world belongs to me. You cannot wage sword battle against beings who abide by the laws of Tushan."

"You can consider launching a sacred sword battle against the heavens and earth, against calamities, lifespan and other intangible things, or you can draw nourishment from the Great Dream Sword Realm, it's up to you."

Jiang Ding said calmly, "Before you die, remember to offer incense to Xi Ping'an."

"correct,"

"When did this guy die? Are there any descendants left in the world?"

I haven't paid attention to Xi Ping'an, the son of Xi Yuan, for quite some time.

“Sword Master, Xi Ping’an died when he was 50,900 years old. He died from the power of incense, and his true self was eroded by the power of incense, turning him into a spirit of incense.”

"He died quite early."

Ming Guangzi thought for a moment and said, "As for bloodline, yes, he did. Before he became a deity, he left behind dozens of offspring embryos, which later multiplied into a family. Now he should have many descendants, but the bloodline is relatively thin because too much time has passed."

He also paid close attention to this old friend, his childhood playmate.

"Find a few fellow cultivators with similar bloodlines and give them some opportunities."

“Tell them that they once had an ancestor named Xiyuan, whose swordsmanship was powerful enough to shake the world and who was qualified to leave his mark on the world.”

Jiang Ding said calmly.

Xi Yuan was an indispensable sword master in the history of the development of Dairi Kendo, and he deserves to be commemorated.

"Yes!"

"Hahaha, Sword Master, I'm off..."

Ming Guangzi laughed loudly several times, slung his sword over his shoulder, and left, seemingly unconcerned about the future.

This journey could mean either dying quietly in some obscure corner of the world.

Either he returns as a supreme being tens of thousands of years later; there is no other possibility.

The former is very likely.

Because he needs to forge his own path to supreme power, a path fraught with certain death.

He has to walk this path alone; no one else will care.

The ancient battlefield has quieted down a bit.

Jiang Ding looked at the woman in front of him with bright eyes, his expression softening, completely different from when he was facing Ming Guangzi.

This was his first political maid.

For hundreds of thousands of years, through the passage of time and the years, the women who have proven their loyalty, the women who have followed and supervised him on his path, have forged many bonds of affection over time.

"Many years ago,"

"You told me that you were an unparalleled genius in the field of maids, do you remember?"

Jiang Ding asked softly.

"Ok!"

"Son!"

Gong Caiyu nodded emphatically and said loudly, "I am the peerless genius of the Great Sun Maiden path, a peerless genius who appears only once every billion years, and a being born alongside the Great Sun Sword Child."

"As you become stronger, I will also become stronger as a result!"

The short, apple-faced woman spoke arrogantly.

(End of this chapter)