Time flowed like water,
and before anyone knew it,
ten thousand years had passed.
Jiang Ding cultivated as usual each day, forged flying swords, watched the endless starry sky through the channels of the Fusang Sacred Land, and handled the many affairs of the Grand Dream Sword Realm. He continually gathered the wisdom of countless prodigies across the endless starry sky and guided that torrent toward the Sword Soul Embryo of the Great Sun, Tempered Through Seven Emotions and Six Desires, Law Annihilation, and Ascension.
He was the helmsman of that torrent of wisdom, steering it to smash through mountains, cross sheer cliffs, and build a stairway to heaven, pressing ever forward. At the same time, he kept it from crashing against divine peaks it could not break and carefully steered it around bottomless abysses.
Caution and headlong advance existed side by side.
Over these ten thousand years, as Weed spread and multiplied everywhere and the Supreme Great Sun Sword Scripture circulated far and wide, more and more cultivators entered the Supreme Great Sun Sword Dao. Powerful figures emerged one after another. Its Dao Children now numbered more than twenty, while the top sword cultivators beneath them were so numerous it was staggering.
Across the near-infinite breadth of the endless starry sky, in the fertile soil of its hegemonic races, the passage of time could produce this many powerful cultivators even from a newly created technique that could easily drive its practitioners mad.
And this was only the beginning!
After tens of thousands of years of accumulation, the powerful cultivators of the Supreme Great Sun Sword Dao had steadily refined its techniques. Countless corpses had paved over the thorns and traps along the way, forming a relatively complete path. Those who followed no longer had to face their predecessors' countless