Eight Revolutions

As time passed, with each descent, even the lifetime cultivation wisdom of a Primordial Spirit powerhouse offered Zhao Cheng very little in a single descent now.

Pouring one cup of water into another naturally raised the level greatly, but pour it into the sea, and it was but a drop in the vast ocean.

Of course, a Primordial Spirit powerhouse was not a cup of water, but a lake. Yet compared to the ocean, it was still far too small.

But Zhao Cheng's Creation-tier talent in the sword path was an amplifier, one that could give a lake an entirely different interpretation.

As more and more mysteries of cultivation settled into Zhao Cheng's spiritual world, as more and more lives filled out the full picture of one era after another, the diverse civilizations within Zhao Cheng's mindscape grew ever more surging, ever more real.

And the fire of Wisdom in Zhao Cheng's heart blazed to its utmost intensity, seeming ready to step out of illusion and become real, burning away the myriad timespaces.

Among the Ten Pillars was one called "Skill," or perhaps Wisdom. Wisdom Breaking Heaven's Gate was the wisdom of the starry river, yet Ancient Cosmos's path did not even mention such a thing. This showed just how difficult this barrier was.

On the Panel, Zhao Cheng's Skill surged from red to red in an exceedingly short time, and afterward even showed signs of breaking the limit, yet it always remained a thread short.

Zhao Cheng came to understand that there were two paths to breaking the limit at this stage. One was to seek that intangible enlightenment, that intangible affinity, and comprehend the subtle mysteries within; the other was to prove the Dao through force, directly shattering this barrier through boundless accumulation.

Accumulation itself was one form