As the Great Sun Sword Son pacified the four directions, the Immortal Falling Great Thousand World cluster gradually quieted down.
This quiet did not mean that there were no more wars in the Great Thousand World, nor that peace had arrived. On the contrary, wars continued everywhere, and the worlds had not settled down.
Only wars at the Dao Child level had ceased.
After a very short time spent briefly deducing the cultivation method structure of the <Law Annihilation Eclosion Great Sun Sword Soul Embryo>, twenty years had passed.
Jiang Ding now spared a small portion of his Spirit Calculation Power to observe the seeds of the Supreme Great Sun Sword Scripture that had been sown twenty years ago.
In truth, he had never neglected these seedlings and seeds. Even now, his avatars were inspecting all directions together with the Desolate Fire Sword Son.
In a tiny corner of the Yin-Yang Extreme Domain, the Eastern Wilderness Mountains.
The Great Sun Sword Son and the Desolate Fire Sword Son stood above the clouds, quietly watching the earth below as they collected vast amounts of data for deducing and comprehending cultivation methods.
Below them, a fierce battle was taking place—one that even these two Dao Children found somewhat noteworthy.
"Haha!"
"Even if I blow myself up, don't even dream of getting your hands on this Golden First-Line Dao Fruit!"
At the ceremony celebrating the unification and founding of the thirty-six nations of the Eastern Wilderness, a barbarian man covered in ferocious tiger tattoos laughed wildly. Veins bulged all over his body, and his flesh swelled like an inflated balloon, radiating a destructive aura.
"How dare you!"
"Who is it? Who dares interfere in this True Lord's affairs?"
An enraged, startled voice came from the sky. A pair of enormous hands reached