The Original Thought, the Curtain Falls (Volume Finale)

"Your sword art is entirely unique, already dazzling enough that I can hardly offer you better guidance." Houtu Ancestral Witch sighed. "The power of that single strike alone would barely qualify as Supreme Saint Peak once you step into the Supreme Saint realm."

Supreme Saint Peak? Wu Yuan pondered.

Over the past million years,

his source body had been cultivating in that mysterious Tian Han Mountain. In that time, he had studied all of the tens of thousands of True Saint secret arts.

He had yet to study all of the nearly thousand Supreme Saint secret arts, but the foundation he had built was already deep enough.

With the guidance of the Five Forms of Destruction, Wu Yuan had begun trying to create a new sword art forty thousand years ago.

It was only twenty thousand years ago that he had arrived at a rudimentary form. He had then invited Houtu Ancestral Witch to guide him.

After that, he had continued cultivating, reviewing, and deducing. Only recently had his art undergone another transformation.

"From what you're saying, it seems I'm still a little behind you and Zhurong Ancestral Witch, Xuan Ming Ancestral Witch, and the others." Wu Yuan couldn't help smiling.

"How difficult it is for a Supreme Saint to make progress!" Houtu Ancestral Witch sighed. "To have improved so much in such a short time is already beyond imagination. I can tell you came across a great opportunity while competing for the Profound Yellow Dao Treasure."

Wu Yuan nodded slightly.

Progress was indeed difficult for a Supreme Saint.

Through his years of frequent exchanges with Houtu Ancestral Witch, Wu Yuan had learned a little about how the Supreme Saints' strength was ranked.

Those like Saint Yun and True Saint Yan Huo, who had taken the fourth step, would be