The images on the Sky Screen slowly shifted, and the years quietly flew by.
Ever since Indra created ninjutsu using hand seals and completely solved the problem of ordinary people cultivating chakra, the entire structure of Ninshu had changed.
Everyone knew that without Indra, even with the Sage of Six Paths' chakra seeds, they would forever have been able to do nothing but stare helplessly at that power.
Indra had single-handedly built a complete system of cultivation, allowing countless ordinary people to truly step onto the path beyond mortality.
Over time, Indra's prestige within Ninshu rose higher and higher, firmly placing him second only to the Sage of Six Paths.
In the hearts of every Ninshu disciple, he was its rightful next successor, irreplaceable by anyone.
Even Asura himself had never entertained the slightest thought of competing with him.
He acknowledged his brother's strength and talent from the bottom of his heart, sincerely believing that having his brother take over Ninshu and lead everyone forward would be the best outcome.
He only wished to earnestly help everyone, maintain harmony, and protect their goodwill. He had never imagined that he could stand alongside his brother, much less replace him.
With the difficulties of cultivation within Ninshu completely resolved, the Sage of Six Paths finally felt a great weight lift from his heart and began expanding Ninshu without restraint.
He continued selflessly distributing his own original chakra, spreading more chakra seeds to benefit more ordinary people.
Countless mortals who would otherwise never have had a chance to transcend their ordinary lives awakened their power and gained the ability to protect themselves.
The Sage of Six Paths was thoughtful and gentle. He knew full well that Indra disliked teaching ordinary people and had no patience for trivial, mundane duties.
Thus, he put Asura