Jiang Ding gazed at the Supreme Clarity Flying Sword in his hand.
It was a beam of light, a ray of colorless sunlight that had crossed countless years from the Age of Dharma's End to descend upon the present.
Tilt it at another angle, and nine colors appeared faintly within it. Light was, in essence, a mixture of many colors.
So it was with his Dao. He had drawn upon everything useful he had encountered along his Dao Path—the Immortal Sect, the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm, the Ancient God Patriarch, the Nine-Leaf Swordgrass, and the Six Paths of Reincarnation—fused it into his Dao, and made it his own.
At that moment, the Supreme Clarity Flying Sword had undergone two flying-sword rebirths from the Nine Heavens Ascendant Sword-Forging Art.
"Supreme Clarity,"
"Foes like these hardly do you justice..."
Jiang Ding murmured.
Fighting opponents like these brought him no joy. It was more like a slaughter, hardly the life of a sword cultivator worth savoring.
Clang!
The Supreme Clarity Flying Sword gave a soft hum of agreement.
Clang!
She trembled again, sounding another note as if she had more to say.
"Yes,"
"Material things exist objectively. These Dao Children's treasures contain far more precious materials than those of any Dao Child I've ever seen. They truly come from a power that rules the endless cosmic stars. Even through simple exchange, they can obtain top-grade heavenly treasures we could have fought all our lives in our era without ever seeing."
Jiang Ding agreed.
That was precisely why the Supreme Clarity Flying Sword had undergone a transformation.
The Supreme Clarity Flying Sword could synthesize special immortal materials herself. She had an innate drive to grow by absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, unlike these Dao Fruit Dao Children. But an outside supply