Sun Spirit!
This was an attainment that had never before appeared in this world.
Originally, if there had been no Dao arts in the world and the paths of culture and martial prowess had continued developing across the land, perhaps one day a powerful figure might have forged such a realm.
But only perhaps.
The creation of a path held infinitely many possibilities.
Yet after Gao Shou returned from exile, by a twist of fate, he had fused some of the Great Dao traces of the Clear Void Divine Lord into his own path.
Clear Void—clear meant sun and moon. He took from it the spirit of yang strength and uprightness, transformed it into a great sun, and achieved the Sun Spirit!
The Sun Spirit was not the "god" of gods and Buddhas, but a kind of powerful spirit!
Such a spirit could transcend life and death, cross the cycle of reincarnation. Like the sun, yet surpassing even the sun, it left all evil and malign things no room whatsoever to survive beneath the Sun Spirit's radiant glow.
At that moment, a sun rose from Tai Jia's body. Its brilliance Illuminated the Ten Directions, suppressing the myriad cycles of reincarnation.
Especially upon the earth, where the battle had been deadlocked and humanity's struggle against the myriad spirits remained impossible to settle. But when this sun appeared—when this sun belonging to the Human Path shone down—the spirit of humanity, accumulated through endless ages and immeasurable years, boiled over at this moment.
One of the pillars of the Human Path—"culture." Culture meant civilization!
At this moment, it blossomed and bore fruit!
Wherever that radiance shone, all nonhuman creatures suffered immense injuries to their spirits. The scorching light brought them boundless agony.
But what humans felt was not scorching heat, but the warmth