The Human Race in particular had embraced it. Virtually everyone who had ever been an emperor cultivated the imperial path.
Of course, how far they could take it was another matter. Since the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors had created a way to gather the Human Race's fortune and merit in the Primordial Era, the imperial path had evolved into today's method of cultivating through dynasties. It had improved enormously.
Luohou watched Wu Tian with interest and murmured, "I'd like to see how far you can go—and whether you can surpass those two juniors in the Western Lands!"
After a moment's thought, he called out, "Demon Sunflower, where are you? Come see me at once!"
Within Demon Clan territory stood a golden mountain range, filled with the fierce heat of a blazing sun. Solar True Fire roared, sending waves of heat through the air.
Golden spheres of light, large and small, shone like suns across the mountains, their roots connected to the ground. At the summit, an enormous sphere roughly the size of a medium chiliocosm expanded and contracted as though breathing.
With every breath it took, a wisp of Solar True Fire descended and merged into the golden mountains.
Through the Solar True Fire burning around them, one could make out what they were: sunflowers.
The one at the summit, seemingly drawing in the Solar True Fire, was also a sunflower.
This was another Hunyuan powerhouse of the Demon Realm, known as Demon Sunflower. He had attained the Dao only a hundred thousand years ago, after the Journey to the West, and was merely at the First Heavenly Layer of Hunyuan.
Hearing the Demon Ancestor's summons, the sphere of light churned, then abruptly contracted into human form. A figure eight feet tall stood in the void with his hands