Chapter 2016: Chapter 2016

The Fusang Saintess traversed various Super Transmission Arrays in the Vermilion Bird Star Domain with the Dari Swordsman. Sometimes they stopped at a place, sometimes they returned, and sometimes they even waited ahead in a certain starry sky, making it extremely complex.

"I am looking for the Fusang Holy Land,"

"The Fusang Holy Land is constantly moving, without a fixed sect location."

The Fusang Saintess explained.

In this era, the Fusang Holy Land remained strong and affluent, because their life and death allies in the Vermilion Bird Holy Land had not perished, still existing and ruling the vast starry sky, without losing the ability to obtain external resources.

Jiang Ding nodded slightly.

In this era, as long as he wasn’t schemed against by a True Immortal, he feared no creature.

Similarly, if a True Immortal were hostile to him, there would be no need for any schemes; just leaving the Ten Thousand Laws Emperor Heaven’s Original Ancient Talisman and striking him here would suffice, surely leading to the complete annihilation of his Divine Soul, without much complication.

If any creature beneath a True Immortal dared to scheme against him, he would find pleasure in it.

The two wandered the starry sky together for decades, finally, the Fusang Saintess stopped in a desolate starry sky, revealing an exceedingly confident expression for the first time.

The Fusang Saintess confirmed.

She waited for a while here, then cast an intricate Mana Technique into the void, instantly transmitting various keys related to Space Rules, Divine Soul, Cause and Effect, etc., into this starry sky, then waited quietly.

Jiang Ding was also unhurried, sitting cross-legged, silently inferring the True Immortal Technique, continuing to forge the Taiqing Flying Sword, striving to breakthrough to the Eight-step Extreme Flying Sword.

It’s unknown how long had passed.

In the pitch-black, silent starry sky, a tiny starlight, like a firefly, appeared unknowingly.

This firefly-like starlight gradually brightened over time, eventually illuminating the entire starry sky, like a candle flame behind a veil of white gauze.

At a certain moment, there was a cracking sound as space fractured.

The cracking sound multiplied, growing louder and louder, with the sound of space rules breaking echoing continuously.

Amidst the roaring noise, a brilliant beam of light penetrated the space, truly leaping out from the depths of the cosmos.

Strands of golden light radiated out, piercing through space, as if from the Sun God descending upon the world, with billions of golden rays permeating this star sea, transforming it into a divine Great Dao Immortal Land.

Jiang Ding slightly held his breath, gazing at the entity emerging from within the billions of golden rays.

This was an island, an island as large as the world itself.

At the center of the island grew a terrifying, unimaginable divine tree.

This Fusang Divine Tree was rooted in the Great Dao, with its branches reaching into the infinite cosmic starry sky, extending to unfathomably distant places, entirely golden and radiant in color, with fruit on its treetops resembling miniature suns, seemingly nurturing stars, and giving birth to worlds.

It’s said that in an extremely distant era, ten wheels of the sun resided on the Fusang Divine Tree.

It’s said this was once the dwelling place of the Golden Crow Clan.

It’s said the Fusang Divine Tree sheds skin every thirty-six million years, and each time its skin falls to the land, it forms veins of Ninth Rank Sun Crystal Mines in the Great Thousand World, considered the Supreme Treasure of the Endless Starry Sky.

It’s said in an extremely distant age, ten wheels of the sun were shot by immortals, resulting in the fall of nine suns, and the Fusang Divine Tree lost three trunks, breaking and falling into the Endless Starry Sky, forming the Fusang Star Domain, this traditional homeland of the Golden Crow Clan.

It’s said the sun of the current Endless Starry Sky rises from the Fusang Divine Tree...

Too many legends, many mythological elements are attached to the Fusang Divine Tree, even involving tales of immortals, it’s extraordinary.

"Is this the body of the Fusang Divine Tree...?"

Jiang Ding took a deep breath.

He realized he underestimated this Empress sect.

Historically, the Fusang Holy Land had produced numerous Empresses, including the Empress of the Ten Thousand Laws Ancient Emperor, implicating significant reasons within.

It’s worth noting, Human Race Monarchs are renowned for their fickle and ruthless nature, crossing the river and demolishing the bridge, reneging on acquaintances.

Even for women met by chance, merely being affectionate is far from enough to become an Empress; there must be some political inevitability.

"It’s not the body of the Fusang Divine Tree."

"The body, according to legend, is in the Immortal Realm, but no one knows if such a realm truly exists..."

The Fusang Saintess shook her head slightly.

"However, this must be the only Fusang Divine Tree in the Endless Starry Sky!"

"Even the Golden Crow Clan, Phoenix Clan, Sun God Lord, and other Solar Deities cannot possess the Fusang Divine Tree!"

She looked up, her voice filled with pride.

"Throughout your sect’s existence, except for a few moments, you are always on the run and fleeing for your lives?"

Jiang Ding speculated.

Golden Crow, Sun Gods, Phoenix—these forces are exceedingly powerful, even producing True Immortals in history, their covetous desire for the Fusang Divine Tree is unimaginable.

The Fusang Saintess’s proud expression froze.

Here, it was exceptionally quiet.

"If you do not master power, not walk the Sword Dao, your life will be very ordinary."

The Fusang Saintess said lightly.

She ignored the person beside her, stepping along the drooping branches of the Fusang Divine Tree towards the Fusang Holy Land, towards the grand and magnificent Fusang Divine Tree.

Jiang Ding quickly hurried to follow.

As the two walked into it, the brilliance in this starry sky disappeared in an instant, all light dissipated, and the Fusang Divine Tree sank back into the depths of space, ceaselessly moving, even making it difficult for a True Immortal to pinpoint or capture it, containing supreme arts of multiple Immortal Dynasties.

The dazzling brilliance gradually dissipated.

Jiang Ding opened his eyes, looking around.

Unexpectedly, it wasn’t as bright and glaring as the sun, everything here was ordinary: green-tiled palaces, paths paved with greenstone, and streams flowing gently, aside from the natural and comfortable aesthetic between the buildings, and the heavy, silent passage of time, nothing here was particularly different.

A timid, shy but beautiful woman in a palace dress clutched her chest and bowed: "Guest, welcome to the Fusang Holy Land."

Then, her figure disappeared.

All the permissions of Fusang Holy Land began temporarily transferring to the current Fusang Saintess.

The extent of this woman’s timidness seemed to far exceed that of the current Fusang Saintess, seeing her once, greeting her was the peak of her etiquette, nothing more.

Jiang Ding gazed at the Fusang Saintess of this era, slightly entranced.

"She won’t enter the world."

"There will be no creature of the Human Race capable of becoming an Emperor in this era, not even the slightest chance."

The Fusang Saintess said lightly.

She seemed to have acquired a critical key, searching for localization, momentarily walking towards the treetop center of the Fusang Divine Tree, around which layers of Solar Array Patterns spread out, gradually vanishing, without triggering any phenomenon.