"Yes, Senior!"
Jiang Ding replied solemnly.
Now, looking back, he also felt a shiver of fear.
To think he dared to directly engage with the mystical techniques and skills of Heavenly Calculator Daoist, a famously cunning figure in the cultivation world, made him wonder if he had been influenced by the opponent's Divine Soul technique at the time.
It certainly was not.
After all, in terms of strength, one was just a weakling.
It could only be said that the temptation of Refining Nothingness was too great. With the possibility of significant opportunities in Refining Nothingness, many would lose their reason and disregard everything.
If one were a true Loose Cultivator without any backing, such a move would definitely spell doom, with life and death out of one's control.
It was like a moth trapped in a web; the more it struggled, the tighter the trap bound it. No matter how exceptionally talented or clear the Sword Heart was, it was all useless.
