This stretch of the universe seemed to sink into time slowed to its utmost limit.
The terror on the Solar God Heir's face spread little by little, like a beautiful painting. Here was an enemy wailing, afraid, walking slowly toward death.
"Fellow Daoist,"
"Allow me the honor of introducing this sword art to you."
The slowed passage of time seemed to have no effect on the Great Sun Sword Heir. He modestly introduced his enemy to the work into which he had poured nearly two hundred thousand years of effort.
"This sword stroke first took shape from the strong-force droplet of my homeland."
"Originally, this art had fallen behind the times. I could find no way to improve it further, and its destructive power was far inferior to the many mature sword arts developed from Immortal Art: Void Suppression. So I set it aside for many years."
"Until the year Law-Annihilating Membrane Technology appeared."
"The advent of the Law-Annihilating Membrane greatly reduced the resistance of the rules of the immortal path, making this sword art possible once more."
"After I came to the Time Rift, this sword art incorporated the immortal art Raincalling, then the Nine-Leaved Sword Grass Clan's Grass-Character Immortal Sword Scripture. At last, it became my strongest sword art!"
"I call it—"
"Water-Drop."
A smile rested on Jiang Ding's face. "Fellow Daoist, do you think that's a very ordinary name?"
"I think so too."
"A sword art's name ought to be ordinary, utterly unremarkable. Then the blood and deaths of mighty foes can add new footnotes to that plain name. That is the true meaning of sword arts."
"The name of a sword art should be written with the lives of mighty foes."
"Fellow Daoist, as an eighth-step Solar God Heir,"
"You should just about qualify to become