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Chapter 2219 If I don't die, the Sword Emperor won't come here again before he's old age.
Dongling Mountain has reappeared in the human world.

The mountains and forests from the memories of an ancient powerhouse have reappeared in the world, immortal and indestructible, just like this powerhouse who had long been forgotten by countless beings in the Northern Plains.

"Mountains and forests!"

"Immortal! Immortal..."

"An immortal has descended to earth..."

In that instant, countless mortals around the desert prostrated themselves in worship, gazing at the desert of bones that had suddenly transformed into a dense forest, inhaling the fresh scent of grass and trees, and hearing the sound of flowing water, as if witnessing a miracle.

"Fairy..."

Not only these mortals, but even cultivators trembled and knelt in worship.

Whether they were Qi Refining cultivators, Foundation Establishment cultivators, or even Golden Core cultivators and Nascent Soul cultivators who were called Ancestors, they all knelt on the ground without uttering a sound. They did not feel that they were ancient, but only that they felt as humble as a child.

Some Nascent Soul cultivators trembled as they discovered that several other cultivators with extraordinary auras had appeared not far from them. The cultivators who could feel the pressure of the other cultivators knelt down on the ground, even more humble than themselves.

This is a Nascent Soul stage!

Transformation God Heavenly Lord!

Even more humble and fearful than them were the Heavenly Lords of the Transformation Realm!
These Celestial Lords who have transformed into Deities are the rulers of the world, the oldest beings, but at this moment they look no different from infants, so ignorant and naive, even more so than ordinary people who have never seen the world.

In the blink of an eye, mountains and rivers change, and the world transforms!
A boy and a girl strolled slowly through the mountains and forests. They walked through a patch of woodland crushed by human-shaped objects, past a dilapidated temple, and then arrived at an empty, deserted city of mortals.

This city has mottled city gates, bustling streets, stinking ditches in dilapidated streets, imposing government offices, and the magnificent Zhen Dong Marquis's Mansion... and of course, there is that general store.

All of these are memories from the past.

Every brick, every scratch on every stone slab, the newly repaired threshold and gate of the general store—everything is exactly the same as when Da Ri Jian Zi left.

It's like yesterday.

"Eastern Spirit Prefecture, home, mother, father..."

Gong Caiyu stared blankly, her eyes slightly reddening.

It's been many years, many years already.

Her father's and mother's voices and smiles appeared in her mind once again. Her father was the leader of the Seven Mysteries Sect, and her mother had suffered misfortune, but later everything got better, and everyone was kind...

All this is because of him.

"This grocery store is nice."

Jiang Ding smiled.

How brave, wise, and prudent that naive boy was back then! I want to learn from him.

We are proud of him.

The two continued their stroll, the mountains and rivers rushing past them.

The Seven Feathers Sect, one of the three major sects of Yue Kingdom, appeared before the two. The sect's gates were still there, as was the Golden Lotus Peak with its second-tier high-grade metal elemental spiritual vein. The Sword Fairy, who was in the Qi Refining stage, had cultivated here for a long time back then.

Is the Seven Feathers Sect still in existence?

Jiang Ding asked casually.

Back then, when he received the favor from the Seven Feathers Sect, he made a promise in his heart to protect the Seven Feathers Sect for at least three thousand years.

Don't underestimate the fact that it was only a short time, just three thousand years in the blink of an eye. For a Qi Refining stage youth at that time, it was a very distant period of time. It was a promise of great weight.

Of course, this promise had already been fulfilled, which is why Jiang Ding did not continue to pay attention to it.

"It's still here, young master."

"The world has not forgotten."

Gong Caiyu consulted the records and said, "Through the rules of ascension in the Great Thousand World, Tushan Central Court can still exert influence here. Your casual instructions back then are still effective. The Seven Feathers Sect still exists, the sacrifices of the Seven Feathers True Person still exist, and the sacrifices of the sect's ancestors still exist."

"Of course, it is not prominent now, it is just a Foundation Establishment sect."

"This sect was once extremely powerful in history, producing many Nascent Soul Heavenly Lords and a Celestial Being who ascended to the Fallen Realm. However, it has declined now because your casual instruction only ensured the existence of this sect, without requiring it to be powerful or not; that was entirely up to them."

Gong Caiyu explained in detail, always prepared for any questions the Sword Fairy might ask.

This is the terror of a true fairy; a single word can influence a period of over a million years, or even tens of millions of years or longer.

A single action by someone in power can have a dramatic impact on the world.

"That's it." "There's no need to look after it anymore; it goes against the natural order."

Jiang Ding nodded slightly.

The promise made three thousand years ago has been multiplied countless times; it is more than enough.

The strong should prosper, and the weak should decline or even die. This is the law of nature. Attempting to defy this law will inevitably lead to decay and weakness, and will inevitably come at a price.

Although this subtle causal influence is negligible and almost unobservable, Jiang Ding does not intend to continue to bear it.

Those who respect and utilize the laws of nature can endure.

"Understood, young master."

Gong Caiyu recorded it.

The surrounding world changed, and the next moment, the two arrived at the location of the Tushan Demon Kingdom.

Many very significant things have happened here.

Many things originated from the Tushan Demon Kingdom and are now beginning to influence countless worlds, countless star fields, and even have a huge impact on the entire endless starry sky.

"Tushan Maidservant Group..."

"The Laws of Tushan..."

"Tushan Central Courtyard..."

"And many magical treasures, immortal techniques, and formations that begin with Tu Shan..."

Jiang Ding chuckled: "Caiyu, without realizing it, this Tushan Demon Kingdom has already had a great impact on the endless starry sky."

"Who would have thought that the name Tushan originated from a few Golden Core fox demons?"

"Nothing changes more than this in the world."

Time is a truly great thing; it changes so much.

"Young Master,"

"Should we build a monument here?"

Gong Caiyu hesitated for a moment before saying, "Many things that are worth remembering in history have happened here."

This place is practically the birthplace of the Supreme Great Sun Sword Immortal, its significance is immense, and it might even give birth to many treasures of time and karma.

"No need."

"We are not mortals with short lives, what is there to commemorate?"

Jiang Ding spoke in a flat tone.

All these past experiences remained in his mind, and were worshipped and commemorated by countless descendants. It was enough for those who had experienced them to know; the reverence of others was meaningless.

Now that I've seen this place, there's nothing more to see in this world.

Jiang Ding arrived at the Tushan Central Courtyard in Beiyuan, gently waved his hand, and collected the 10% tax revenue accumulated by this small world over 100,000 years. The tax mainly consisted of spirit stones and some low-grade natural treasures.

This was the promise he made when he left Beiyuan Xiaojie back then.

The Supreme Great Sun Sword Immortal enjoys one-tenth of the taxes collected in this small realm; it is her responsibility and obligation.

As for the taxes collected 100,000 years ago and earlier, they were taken to the Tushan Central Court of the Fallen Immortal Realm by the ascended cultivators and included in the national treasury. This was an exceptional preferential treatment for the land of the dragon's rise.

"Let's go back."

"There's nothing to see anymore."

Jiang Ding sighed softly: "If nothing unexpected happens, and if I don't die in the True Immortal Battlefield, I probably won't come back here again until I reach the twilight of my life as an emperor."

"Boring and uninteresting".

"Only old men in their twilight years would have the leisure to reminisce about the past and cherish those memories."

The Sword Fairy's tone was tinged with resentment, sadness, and a host of complex emotions.

"Yes, sir."

Gong Caiyu gently stayed by his side.

(End of this chapter)