Two months later, inside the cave dwelling, Lu Ye's body trembled. Dao Power scattered in all directions, and pain showed on his face.
His cultivation of the Small World Secret Technique had reached a bottleneck. He could only make further plans after leaving the Tower of Time.
So he turned to normal cultivation instead—engraving Dao Patterns upon his own Dao Body.
Then he discovered that this truly was as Yuan Xi and Lian had warned him: it was difficult!
When he had fused Dao before, inscribing Dao Patterns had not been easy either, but he had the Talent Tree to rely on, so he had never needed to worry about failure.
But engraving Dao Patterns was different. The Talent Tree's power could not help in the slightest; everything depended on himself.
Only then did he finally understand the suffering of other Uniting Dao cultivators.
Over two months, he had made several attempts, yet not a single one had succeeded. Every failure also inflicted a certain degree of impact upon his Dao Bones. Though it was nothing serious, he still had to recuperate, lest the next impact bring even worse consequences.
This failure undoubtedly meant he would need several more days of recuperation.
The cultivation environment within Level Ninety-Nine was very peaceful. Those qualified to come here were all Upper Uniting Dao cultivators, and they had come for arduous cultivation. Basically, everyone found a suitable place for themselves and did not wander about.
Someone like Su Yun was an exception after all.
Moreover, he had been behaving himself lately, as though someone had given him a vicious beating.
Thus, Lu Ye remained in his cave dwelling for many years. During that time, apart from Su Yan visiting him a few times, he had not encountered anyone else.
Until one day, while