All Heavenly destiny reduced to ashes
Chapter 1013 - 269: Sword Light Three Thousand Zhang (4400)_3

Chapter 1013: Chapter 269: Sword Light Three Thousand Zhang (4400)_3

But! Even so, even if everyone benefits from it, with Spiritual Light surging, no one can still catch up with him!

A Spiritual Light of three thousand zhang, and not even the limit. An Xuan, you guy... have you never considered anyone a rival!

At this moment, An Jing actually wasn’t thinking about all of this at all.

According to the classics, Spirit Ruins Mingyu, the intent of this Mingyu lies here, where Heaven’s Chosen from all sides gather, discerning the strong from the weak, the high from the low in skill, where the originally unknown can amaze the world, and those already renowned can become the focal point of all.

Following Nian Quan’s plan, from the very beginning, he should display his might, drawing everyone’s attention, but Nian Quan’s plan didn’t include details like piercing the Fiend Cloud.

An Jing never minded that his existence could break barriers, allowing others to become stronger.

In his past life, he was an officer and also the Eldest Senior of a martial hall. A powerful existence should be a guide for others, drawing out stronger versions of themselves and their peers, thereby making the whole world better.

If a strong person can only rely on oppressing the weak to showcase themselves, it only proves... mean!

"This might also be a kind of ’Nature Master.’"

Manifesting his own Spiritual Light, An Jing glanced at the other Spiritual Lights present. It must be said that the Tianyuan Realm has considerable depth. Just this Four Cities Competition alone, among the young generation, nearly two or three dozen comparable to Yan Chengju could be found, and even about ten surpassing him, producing a few True Lords wouldn’t be surprising. These are all seeds that can absolutely achieve the True Master Realm, and they’re just one generation.

If the Bright Mirror Sect could produce several True Lords each generation as well, even with the lifespan of a Martial Artist, a dozen or twenty in the same era could quickly accumulate. At that time, several Heavenly Lords might emerge, and the name of the Upper Sect would truly be justified!

"That’s about it, no one should be able to surpass me. Following Nian Quan’s plan, the first step is to establish this reputation."

Thinking, An Jing continued to examine the surrounding Spiritual Light. He vaguely identified a few flames Nian Quan mentioned worthy of attention: "Indeed, they are all decent, the Spiritual Light is bright without gloom. It seems the principal and directors weren’t lying to me, indeed only young people untainted by any Demonic Qi, with relatively upright hearts, can explore the Ancient Immortal Ruins."

"However, conversely, the older generation of the Tianyuan Realm must be utterly rotten. Otherwise, following the connections in the Dao Courtyard, how could the Pure Land People in the Ancient Immortal Ruins have fought them for so long."

In An Jing’s heart, such ’Pure Land’ thoughts like those of the Taiming Sect, ’wipe out the older generation of the Tianyuan Realm completely’ flashed momentarily, a natural impulse of the Seven Fiend Tribulation. But as An Jing casually glanced at a wisp of Sword Light in the corner, he suddenly froze, his pupils slightly contracted.

"Huh?"

That wisp of Sword Light wasn’t high, even after An Jing broke the suppression, it wasn’t a thousand zhang long, but it was very restrained. It was clear that its owner was suppressing themselves, not displaying their full strength.

And the Sword Intent within this Sword Light...

Bore some resemblance to Subdue Evil!

An Jing activated the Life Observation Eyes, looking directly in that direction, and saw a white-clad youth with a covered face standing silently on one side of the Lianshan Camp, unobtrusive and not noticing An Jing’s observation.

"Subdue Evil, does he have your fragment!? Or has he come into contact with your fragment?"

The people of Bright Mirror Sect and Sword Cultivators never speak in riddles. An Jing asked directly, and Subdue Evil observed seriously, then said solemnly: "It has nothing to do with my fragment, but there is indeed some Sword Intent!"

"And... it’s very strange!"

Thinking for a while, Subdue Evil bluntly said: "His Sword Intent is somewhat like the aura of my fragment under Broken Blade Mountain, within the Bitter Silence Seal!"

"In other words, An Jing, this might be my Sword Intent, eroded by the Heavenly Demon!"