In the dark, deathly silent void,
a palace hidden in space had been traveling into the distance for at least fifty thousand years.
It would continue traveling for another hundred thousand years.
Only then would it stop briefly to see whether it was safe, before deciding whether to move even farther from the Fallen Immortal Realm.
There was almost no trace of life in the palace. Everyone had fallen asleep.
From the Supreme down to the Celestials, all had entered slumber, greatly reducing their spiritual energy consumption and slowing the drain on their lifespans as they waited for a brighter future.
All except two.
The Sun Sword Heir and the Taiyin Sword Heir remained awake.
In a small chamber rich with spiritual energy, the two sat facing each other in cultivation. Both had long since reached the peak of Dao Integration, yet neither was willing to break through.
In truth, breaking through would do no good.
The Taiyin-Sun Supreme still lived, and the limit of the Taiyin-Sun Lineage's branch of rules remained occupied. They could not advance to Supreme; they had to wait for the previous Supreme to pass away. There was little point in advancing to Celestial.
Beyond that, they were unwilling to settle.
They could not bear to advance to Celestial as six-step Dao Children when the great opportunity generations of ancestors had longed for lay right before them.
"Sigh..."
"There's no hope for the two of us. We're nowhere near talented or brilliant enough."
The Sun Sword Heir sighed. "The Great Sun Immortal-Mortal Limit-Breaking Treatise has already shown us the direction, but we still can't find a path to break the limits of the Taiyin-Taiyang Sword Dao. After all these years of effort, our lifespans are nearly spent, and all we've produced is a half-baked Taiyin-Sun Limit-Breaking