The Great Sun Celestial Pool unfolded in the orbit of a small world for the first time, wantonly drawing in spiritual energy and Great Sun essence. A vast, pitch-black blotch appeared in the sky, like the Demon Abyss of the world.
Within the Solar Abyss, beneath the Solar Divine Tree, a one-armed boy in azure sat cross-legged.
An endless stream of spiritual energy and Great Sun essence flowed through the Solar Divine Tree and into Jiang Ding's body. Bit by bit, it healed his hidden injuries. His aura gradually steadied and stopped deteriorating.
After an unknown length of time, Jiang Ding opened his eyes.
The Great Sun Celestial Pool was the cradle of generations of Sword Lords. Those words rang true: it could heal wounds, aid cultivation, refine swords, nurture subordinates, provide protection, and supply resources.
"Moon, when will you train the next Great Sun Sword Heir?"
Jiang Ding asked casually.
The Great Sun Celestial Pool was loyal only to the office of Great Sun Sword Heir, not to any particular person.
"Sword Heir, a successor is generally trained under one of two circumstances."
"First, the Great Sun Sword Heir dies in a sword duel, and no new Great Sun Sword Heir emerges."
"Second, the Great Sun Sword Lord reaches his twilight years. At Void Refining, that would be when you're around twenty thousand years old; at Dao Integration, around eighty thousand. It's much the same at higher realms. When you reach your twilight years, a new Great Sun Sword Heir will emerge to carry on the sect's legacy."
Moon explained gently.
"Ah, that's not bad."
Jiang Ding thought it over and found the arrangement acceptable.
As long as he kept advancing through the realms, he would never have twilight years.
If he reached that age and still could not