"Yes."
"This is the Immortal Sect's road to ascension!"
Jiang Ding said gravely.
Compared to the many races of the Endless Starry Sky, the Immortal Sect was weak as an ant, yet it possessed an immense advantage they could never have: its native Spiritless Universe.
In the future, if the Immortal Sect produced a True Immortal, its path would surely be law annihilation!
If it produced an Immortal Grade Fleet, it would surely be a law-annihilating Immortal Grade Fleet!
"Is this the Immortal Sect's Immortal Path? ..."
Yuan drew a deep breath.
The Immortal Sect, a weak celestial-human force, now seemed to have found the direction of the Great Dao.
"We do not possess sword souls. How can we transcend?"
"I fear we cannot replicate your current path."
Yuan asked again.
"Having a sword soul is far from enough."
Jiang Ding shook his head slightly. "This question must be left for the future. This scripture is already the limit of my current Immortal Path Wisdom. I cannot answer it now."
"True."
"Cutting-edge technology needs time to transition into civilian and military use."
Many inspirations surfaced in Yuan's heart, and he committed them to memory one by one.
The group spoke of their experiences over the years, all deeply moved. After tens of thousands of years, so many old acquaintances had actually met again, and most of them were still here. That was truly wonderful.
After reminiscing, Jiang Ding did not handle the Immortal Sect's various official affairs. Instead, he swiftly entered secluded cultivation.
His sword soul's injuries could not be delayed any longer.
At some unknown point, the Solar System's light had dimmed by several degrees.
This dimness persisted for over a thousand years without stopping, and the Solar System's inhabitants gradually grew accustomed to it. Citizens born during