Fang Xiao stared fixedly at the sole remaining Dao Track in his hand.
At the same time, he continuously sensed the condition of the Primordial Chaos Sword Venerate.
How he wished that the Primordial Chaos Sword Venerate were still lacking that final sliver, enough to refine this Dao Track into itself.
Yet reality was reality. It would not change merely because one wished it to.
In the end, the unwillingness and helplessness in Fang Xiao's chest turned into a long sigh.
By this point, he had more or less figured out what was going on.
At first, Fang Xiao's foundation had been composed of pure spiritual qi.
The emergence of Myriad Origin Qi had brought him a breakthrough in his upper limit.
This was a leap across entirely different levels, so the improvement it brought was naturally immense.
Although Fang Xiao had once again helped it integrate two brand-new mysteries of heaven and earth, further elevating the essence of Myriad Origin Qi.
Myriad Origin Qi was still Myriad Origin Qi, whether first-generation, second-generation, or third-generation.
There would still be improvements, but they would never again reach the extent of the initial transformation.
That said, Fang Xiao was only one step away from the grand cycle number of three hundred and sixty.
He merely needed to find another suitable power of heaven and earth, send it into the Small World, and merge it into the Myriad Origin Qi.
Presumably, refining one more Dao Track would not be difficult.
Yet the situation was not so simple.
Just because Fang Xiao could produce these special spiritual veins belonging to the Buddhist and Confucian paths did not mean they were ordinary goods lying by the roadside.
That one could find them with a casual search.
That would be completely wrong.
Fang Xiao had obtained