"It seems..."
"One hundred and eighty thousand years have passed..."
Within the sun, an azure-robed youth began waking more often.
He already possessed the complete embryonic form of the Supreme Great Sun End-Dharma Immortal Body. Every strand of hair, every cell, was perfectly attuned to the Law-Annihilation Great Dao. He was the finest treasure of heaven and earth ever born of it.
A single fallen hair could be refined into the embryo of an immortal-grade artifact.
A single drop of blood could give rise to an entire lineage devoted to law annihilation. An immortal clan of that path could be born from that drop, with a brilliant future ahead.
Pure-blooded True Dragons, True Phoenixes, and Golden Crows seemed like ants before him.
Time had almost lost its meaning for such a being.
Even after one hundred and eighty thousand years, he had barely changed. He was still young and tender, brimming with vitality, almost like a minor.
A True Immortal Heir had a natural lifespan of at least ten million years. With life-extending secrets and arts that postponed calamity, doubling that span was commonplace.
This was the mightiest kind of being beneath the endless stars!
What was more, while he slept, the passage of his lifespan slowed drastically.
To cultivators, such a long life was nearly indistinguishable from immortality. Their brief lives gave them no way to imagine or understand what such a being was. They could only call him a True Immortal Heir.
"After all these years,"
"the seas have turned to mulberry fields..."
The part of the True Immortal Heir's soul that had awakened let out a quiet sigh.
After one hundred and eighty thousand years, how many old friends still lived?
And how had the situation among the starfields changed?
Jiang Ding murmured to himself and began