Chapter 2104: The Infinite Cosmic War of the Sword Immortal Maiden Begins

Jiang Ding listened to many old friends expound the Dao, dined with them, and chatted freely about past times, rejoicing at the ascensions of Zun of Annihilation Day and others.

He now knew even more people in the world, and his emotional connections had grown further—this was a great fortune in life.

After much conversation and reminiscing, he returned to the Sun's side and silently cultivated, deducing the constants of the Immortal Dao universe.

Here, silence reigned for a time.

Jiang Ding fell into a daze, lost in thoughts he could not name.

Long moments passed.

"Time…"

"Can time truly erode emotion? …"

Jiang Ding sighed softly.

A question, once asked, already held its answer.

Time,

indeed erodes emotion.

During his conversations with Zun of Annihilation Day and others, Jiang Ding played and joked as usual, spoke of the past as always, showing no difference from before.

Yet, the many emotions within his heart did not surface.

It was as if recounting a film he had long seen—a sequence of images—no longer stirring the old joys, sorrows, anger, or delight; the past could no longer move his heart.

Unconsciously, nearly a million years had passed.

The days of old were truly only days of old; emotions faded gradually in time, leaving behind only black-and-white picture stories.

At this moment, the only emotions still colored in Jiang Ding's heart were those for his mother and sister.

His sister and mother, frozen in deep slumber for too long, could not be revived by current technology—revival would mean death—yet these bloodline-bound emotions, far from fading with time, grew ever more vivid and alive, standing out starkly amid the dulling sea of other feelings.

Is this bloodline?

Is this the innate emotion brought by bloodline?

"Ancient Emperor Wanfa,"

"is this why you founded the Microson Emperor Clan?"

Jiang Ding whispered.

Imperial clans and dynastic systems negatively affected Immortal Dao exploration and the deduction of Immortal Dao universe constants—some possessed vast resources merely due to bloodline and birth, not because of exceptional talent or great contributions to the Emperor's Crown or the path to Immortality.

This was undoubtedly a tremendous waste!

Such a simple matter.

How could the Emperor not see this?

Yet Ancient Emperor Wanfa ignored these factors entirely, deliberately establishing such a system, willingly bearing its burdens and chains as he advanced toward the Emperor's Crown—this was pride, confidence that one could rise even bound by shackles, an irreplaceable attachment.

Ancient Emperor Wanfa must have had a beautiful childhood, a beautiful family.

The mortal world is cruel indeed.

As time passed and the great tide of eras receded, many things labeled as backward were gradually reclaimed by people, deemed innate to humanity and impossible to overcome.

"Ancient Emperor Wanfa, weak Emperor…"

Jiang Ding whispered.

"But I will not be so."

"Bloodline-based rule—such a backward thing—will never appear in my life."

The many emotions within Jiang Ding's heart gradually settled into calm.

His gaze turned toward the current Immortal Sect.

The current Immortal Sect now had twenty-one Immortal Dao rule-branch Zuns—Yuan, Cheng Zhen, Zun of Annihilation Day, and others—all stood at the peak of their respective rule branches, atop their own Immortal Dao summits; the remaining eighteen were Luck Zuns, elected by Immortal Sect citizens, serving ten-thousand-year terms.

Below the Luck Zuns were countless Luck Tianren, Luck Hedao, Luck Void Refinement, and more.

Now, as Jiang Ding saw, many volunteers moved busily between the Solar System and Jiuling Domain, engaged in public service: teaching students, sweeping streets, guarding remote star regions, adopting orphans and guiding them to excellence, making outstanding contributions to Immortal Dao research…

These public services were recorded and converted into Luck points.

Once Luck thresholds were met, one could enter elections for Luck positions—the candidate with more votes would assume the corresponding Luck role, greatly extending lifespan.

The rights of Immortal Sect citizenship now spread to Jiuling Domain and the Ancient Divine Domain cluster.

All sentient beings within them had been relocated and properly settled; only Immortal Sect citizens now resided in these regions, and their descendants too.

"All normal."

"All good…"

Jiang Ding nodded slightly after observing this.

As time passed, the Immortal Sect grew ever more vivid in his heart, showing no fading.

"In the Soulless Universe…"

Jiang Ding's gaze turned to the million-plus life-bearing planets of the Milky Way.

On these planets, heavenly qi did not exist; the Central Array Spirit could not extend; instead, the Milky Way Central Mainframe governed all.

Each life-bearing planet established its own Planetary Mind; these myriad Minds formed a vast Cosmic Materialist civilization, where citizens worked, studied, and researched—from birth to death, those with ambition for Immortality and sufficient talent to pass the trials would journey to the Immortal Dao Universe.

The two systems were tightly linked, exchanging data intermittently, indistinguishable from one another.

"All good."

"Everyone—the citizens—are well."

Jiang Ding murmured, gradually entering deep meditation.

Through the Great Dream Sword Realm, he guided the development of Immortal Dao scientific technologies across the Infinite Starry Sky, continuously deducing and refining the empirical formulas of Immortal Dao universe constants, slowly streamlining and trimming the bloated, ugly Supreme Solar Primordial Ancient Inscription, reducing its characters, drawing closer to a more precise set of Immortal Dao universe constants.

Thus, unconsciously, seven thousand years passed.

……

On this day, Jiang Ding appeared at the location where the former Grand Moon Divine Court's Cold Immortal Palace once stood.

Here, at some unknown time, a towering gate of ten thousand zhang had arisen, entirely built of Bai Yu inscribed with talismans, faintly radiating the twilight aura of the End Dharma, linking to distant star realms.

This was the dimensional passage to the distant Heavenly Horse Star Realm.

Jiang Ding gazed at the gate, piercing through layers of arrays, Bai Yu, and space, seeing its core and essence: a single Xuanjin talisman, its twilight radiance shifting constantly, calculating coordinates one after another, guiding the direction toward the distant realm.

This was the Supreme Solar Original Ancient Talisman, drawn by his own hand.

Like the Ten Thousand Dharmas Ancient Talisman within the temporal rift, its function was to continuously compute the precise coordinates of distant star realms, for the universe was ever-changing, and the coordinates of all great worlds shifted constantly; without this Original Ancient Talisman to calculate them, no super-teleportation array could function.

Now, this problem was undoubtedly resolved.

With the Supreme Solar Original Ancient Talisman at its core, the Supreme Beings of the Seven Star Realms jointly constructed the dimensional passage to the Heavenly Horse Star Realm, and all pathways flowed without obstruction.

The combined armies of the Seven Star Realms, the immortal sect fleets, gathered in silence, their murderous intent chilling, poised to strike.

The endless cosmic war of the Supreme Solar Sword Immortal Maiden had officially begun!