In the barren, deathly silent starry sky.
The Supreme Sword Son had tried for a long time, tried many times, yet could never find the road leading to the Great Dream Sword Realm.
Only then did he suddenly realize that things once within arm's reach, things as ordinary as sunlight, air, and the sun, moon, and stars, contained far too many unknowns.
"Impossible!"
"It is only seven steps. Most of the main body has already been completed, and the hardest parts have already been solved. Could it be that this Dao Son cannot independently deduce and complete the rest?"
The Supreme Sword Son said unwillingly.
He calmed himself and continued healing. The moment his injuries recovered somewhat, he began deducing the cultivation technique.
He began with the most basic framework and the most basic work, building his own system and his own cultivation technique brick by brick. At every moment, he restrained the urge to consult others, because he knew that no one would answer him.
Just as he had been in the past, all cultivators treasured their own worn broom, and even more so than that—they would never answer another's doubts about their Dao Path.
What was more, cultivators who did not practice the Supreme Great Sun Sword Dao could not answer their questions.
Even if they lost their heads and wished to help, they could not do so.
This Endless Starry Sky was so vast, with countless heavenly talents and outstanding figures appearing one after another, yet it was also so small. Looking in every direction, he saw only mediocre people, dark and barren starry skies, and worlds. There were hardly any true outstanding figures to be found.
Sword Dao Heavenly Talents who had once been everywhere in the Great Dream Sword Realm were extraordinarily difficult to encounter