The Spider Heart Demon screamed its venomous and resentful shriek, trembling unceasingly. It frantically searched within Jiang Ding's Sea of Consciousness, hoping to find anything it could use, even if only slightly, that would unsettle his Dao Heart.
However, it found nothing at all.
From Tushan Immortal City and the Northern Plains to the Domain Battlefield, every incident he had encountered, every person he met—Han Lin, the four seasonal maids, Blood Cloud, Immortal Burning Bone, Divine Crow Immortal—were all matters of clear conscience, even deeply satisfying.
Each memory of their deaths brought him joy, not a trace of guilt or regret.
His Sword Heart was clear and flawless, untainted by the dust of the world.
At the very end, the Spider Heart Demon summoned all its strength and conjured the scene from Rong City Public Cemetery—Grand Sun Immortal in his twilight years, on the brink of death by old age.
"Yes, this is the place."
