Li Tianming wasn't deliberately looking for trouble.
In this Military God Vortex, these were all the Eonic God Paths he could currently access.
Chaos Path-level sword arts might not compare to the Yanhuang Heavenly Emperors' Nine Swords as One. There was no point in learning more of them.
What he mainly wanted was to raise his limits in using the Eastern Emperor Sword and his totems.
"There will probably be another period of secluded cultivation ahead. Cultivating Eonic God Paths is also a way to temper Order. Within the range I can handle, the more suitable and higher-level the Eonic God Path, the better the results."
In the universe, where time was measured in tens of thousands of years at a turn, long-term seclusion was the norm for Guan Zizai Realm cultivators. It was said that some people secluded themselves for over ten thousand years at a time just to break through a realm.
Li Tianming had once scoffed at that, but after becoming a Chaos Eonic God and gaining a Real Universe body-form Order, he had gradually come to feel that once Eonic God Order reached its peak, every further step seemed to be a ceiling. Breaking through was simply too difficult.
Though his battle power was already drawing close to An Ning's, she had actually reached the endpoint of a Chaos Eonic God, while Li Tianming was still far from it.
That was precisely why Li Tianming's feat of defeating three seventh-rank Chaos Eonic Gods while "crossing three levels" was still quite astonishing to cultivators in the Xuanting Imperial Ruins.
"What faction does this little brother Yuqing belong to?" Li Tianming asked Silver Dust—and White Wind as well.
One had a good memory, while the other had sharp eyes. They truly made a perfect pair.
"Imperial clan, human