Jiang Ding fell silent.
He looked at these nine Dao Integration Divine Lords, these nine old friends from childhood, and saw aged living beings walking toward the end of their lives.
Was this Birth, Old Age, Sickness, and Death?
Was this something every living being had to experience?
At that moment, he understood why so many ancient living beings had ultimately chosen not to kill the enemies who had fallen behind them.
These enemies were the last remaining marks of bygone time.
However...
All of this was still far too deliberate.
"Fellow Daoists,"
"If you have something in mind, say it plainly. Why go to such painstaking lengths?"
Jiang Ding said blandly.
What had just happened was all true, but it had been too deliberate.
They had wanted too badly to stir the Great Sun Sword Master's reluctance and nostalgia for the years gone by.
Yet although their methods had been quite ordinary, these Divine Lords had indeed succeeded. They truly were among those in the Endless Starry Sky who understood the Great Sun Sword Master best.
The surrounding Divine Lords fell quiet and exchanged glances.
"Ha ha ha!"
"Ha ha ha ha ha..."
The first unrestrained, flamboyant laughter came from the Shadow Demon Dao Child, followed by the Heavenly Secrets Dao Child, the Azure Wood Dao Child, and the others. They burst into laughter one after another, with none of their earlier sorrowful sentiments remaining.
Though these people's ages and power had not changed, the air of decline and decay around them suddenly vanished.
This was the mentality of youth, vigorous ambition, utterly unlike the serene detachment of the elderly who had seen through everything.
These cultivators, each burning with fierce ambition for the Dao Path, would charge resolutely toward the Heavenly Being Realm even if they had only