"My enemy now, it seems, is no longer merely within the Internal Qi Realm..."
Jiang Ding thought quietly as he walked with Gong Caiyu into the now completely silent gate of the Jindaobieyuan.
The Talisman Sword flew out with a whistle, pinpointing and slaying the Jindao School servants and disciples who took the opportunity to rob and set fires—before long, the entire Jindaobieyuan quieted down, so quiet that the drop of a needle could be heard.
Jiang Ding glanced at the screen monitoring the Ancestor Temple of Jindaoshan Mountain.
"Nothing."
"Including Wei Xian, he hasn't planted any life or death sensing restriction among these people, or maybe, he doesn't care."
Jiang Ding found a place near the water and sat down cross-legged, the Talisman Sword with a tinge of blue suspended beside him, absorbing the Great Sun Essence and the Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi to temper the sword's body.
From a distance, he looked like a divine being shouldering the Great Sun.
"Mother!"
