In a secluded clearing near the village in the Abyssal Chasm, surrounded by ancient trees whose branches intertwined like the threads of fate, Dao Wei stood poised and focused.

The clearing, bathed in the golden light of dawn, was an oasis of tranquillity and raw energy. The air was thick with ambient Qi, swirling and shimmering, waiting to be harnessed.

Dao Wei, was a strikingly handsome young man of fifteen exuded an aura of calm and unwavering determination. His void-golden eyes, reflecting depths of wisdom beyond his years, were fixed on the task at hand. He wore a simple yet functional royal robe which swayed back and forth in the soothing wind.

With a deep breath, Dao Wei began his daily practice.

Swoosh!

His movements were a seamless blend of grace, precision, and power, each form executed with the fluidity of water and the force of a tempest. He flowed through a series of complex martial arts forms, starting with the Void Sword Technique.

Sword Technique

Dao Wei's sword, a masterpiece of celestial steel, gleamed in the morning light. He moved with the sword as if it were an extension of his own body, slicing through the air with breathtaking speed and accuracy.

The blade hummed with each motion, cutting through the ambient Qi and leaving trails of shimmering energy in its wake. His strikes were a symphony of controlled power, each one a testament to his mastery.

The Void Sword Technique, a highly advanced and profound skill, was part of the Supreme Chaos Sword Technique from the Primordial Chaos Scripture. This technique was known for its ability to manipulate space making it extremely difficult for opponents to anticipate and counter.

Shadow Slice, the first level, allowed Dao Wei to cut through shadows, creating afterimages that confused opponents. The blade became an ethereal extension, capable of slicing through intangible substances.

As he executed the technique, multiple afterimages of his sword appeared, making it seem as if he were attacking from several directions at once.

Void Step, the second level, granted him the ability to step through the void, enabling instantaneous movement over short distances. This technique was not just a physical movement but a spatial shift.

In a blink, Dao Wei vanished and reappeared several feet away, evading imaginary attacks effortlessly and repositioning himself in the clearing with unpredictable agility.

He created a small rift before him and thrust his sword through it, the blade emerging from another rift several feet away, targeting an unseen enemy's weak points.

Void Sword, the level Dao Wei had mastered, combined all previous techniques, allowing for seamless transitions between them. The sword could phase in and out of existence, making it incredibly difficult to parry or block.

As he demonstrated this level, the sword struck from the void, appearing and disappearing unpredictably. It cut through space itself, creating small voids that destabilized the opponent's footing and balance.

Dao Wei paused in his training, breathing steadily. The morning sun cast long shadows, but none dared touch his gleaming blade.

"Old Man," Dao Wei muttered to himself, recalling the lessons imparted by his enigmatic mentor, "I've reached the Void Sword level."

His eyes glinted with determination as he looked at his sword, "This world... it's just the beginning. I must master the Supreme Chaos Sword Technique in its entirety."

He sheathed his sword, the celestial steel whispering against the scabbard. With a final glance at the clearing, Dao Wei resolved, "I will become a God. And then, not even the heavens will be able to deny my existence."

Void Devour, the sixth level, involved the sword consuming the very essence of the void, amplifying its power exponentially. It could absorb energy attacks and redirect them with added force.

With this mastery, the sword gained the ability to absorb and nullify energy-based attacks, turning the opponent's strength against them.

Sword No Shadow, at the seventh level, was where the sword became invisible, leaving no shadow, and moved at such speed that it became undetectable. 

When he reached this pinnacle, Dao Wei would strike without any visual indication, making it nearly impossible for opponents to react. The speed and stealth of the attacks would reach their ultimate peak.

Becoming a Sword Saint was the first step towards attaining the title of Sword God. A Sword God was a cultivator who had reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship, their blade becoming an extension of the laws of the universe.

They wielded their swords with divine precision and power, capable of altering the fabric of reality itself.

Sword Gods could cut through not only physical objects but also intangible concepts such as fate and destiny. In the history of Jiangling, Sword Gods were legendary figures, revered and feared, their names etched in the annals of history.

Palm Technique

Dao Wei's sword training was impeccable, each motion a testament to his mastery over the Void Sword Technique. Yet, his journey didn't end there. Transitioning seamlessly, he shifted his focus to another profound skill from the Primordial Chaos Scripture: the Heavenly Palm Technique, a component of the revered Dragon Palm Technique of Buddha.

Dragon Palm Technique of Buddha

Heavenly Palm, the third level of this ancient technique, was where Dao Wei currently stood. His hands moved with the precision of a master calligrapher, tracing intricate patterns in the air.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Each palm strike sent ripples through the surrounding Qi, the force palpable and intense. The ground beneath him trembled slightly with each impact, a testament to the sheer power he wielded. His movements were both beautiful and deadly, embodying the perfect balance of yin and yang.

Iron Palm, the first level, allowed Dao Wei to harden his palms to the strength of iron, delivering crushing blows capable of shattering stone.

His strikes carried immense physical power, breaking through defenses with brute force.

Dragon's Breath, the second level, enhanced his Qi control, allowing him to project his energy outward with each strike, creating a wave of force that could knock back multiple opponents. Each of his palm strikes unleashed powerful energy waves, capable of pushing back and incapacitating enemies from a distance.

Heavenly Palm, the third level, enabled him to imbue his strikes with a touch of divinity, enhancing their power and speed. The force of his blows resonated with the natural Qi around him, amplifying their impact.

Each strike sent ripples through the surrounding Qi, magnifying the power of his attacks and making the ground tremble beneath him.

As Dao Wei practiced, his hands moved with fluid grace, each strike creating a resonant pulse in the air. The energy he summoned was almost tangible, shimmering around his palms like a halo. With each movement, he felt the connection between his inner strength and the world around him grow stronger.

Dragon's Claw, the fourth level, would grant him the ability to extend his Qi into claw-like projections, capable of tearing through the toughest defenses. His Qi would form claw-like extensions from his hands, adding a lethal edge to his strikes and allowing him to tear through almost any material.

Dao Wei paused, his chest heaving with exertion. The morning sun cast a golden glow on his determined face. He knew he was still at the initial level of Heavenly Palm, with a long way to go.

He muttered to himself, recalling his master's teachings, "Heavenly Palm is just the beginning. To become a Dragon among men, I must master the Dragon Palm Technique of Buddha entirely." 

Spatial Art

Master of Space

Finally, Dao Wei demonstrated his prowess in the Ethereal Step, a spatial art that allowed him to manipulate the very fabric of space. With a series of swift, almost imperceptible movements, he seemed to vanish and reappear at will, traversing the clearing in an instant. The ambient Qi bent and twisted around him, responding to his command. It was as if he danced on the edge of reality, moving through dimensions with effortless grace.

Dimension-Time Way:

Ethereal Step, the fifth level of the Dimension-Time Way, was where Dao Wei currently stood. This technique was part of the ancient and revered Time and Space manipulation arts from the Primordial Chaos Scripture.

Time and Space manipulators were incredibly rare, and those who could master both were even rarer. Throughout history, only three individuals have been recognized as true Time and Space manipulators. Dao Wei was on the path to becoming the fourth.

Phantom Blink, the first level, allowed Dao Wei to momentarily phase out of existence, reappearing a short distance away almost instantaneously.

This technique provides the ability to evade attacks effortlessly by phasing out of physical reality for a split second, reappearing up to ten feet away.

Temporal Shift, the second level, granted him control over small pockets of time, enabling him to slow down or speed up time within a limited area. It allows the wielder to manipulate time within a five-foot radius, slowing down enemies or accelerating their own movements.

Dimensional Walk, the third level, enabled the practitioner to move through the folds of space, traversing obstacles and barriers as if they didn't exist. The wielder can pass through solid objects and barriers, effectively ignoring physical limitations.

Quantum Leap, the fourth level, allowed instantaneous travel over considerable distances by folding space, making long-range teleportation feasible. The warrior can teleport up to a hundred miles in an instant, bypassing any physical or magical barriers.

Ethereal Step, the fifth level, was the current pinnacle of Dao Wei's mastery. It combined all previous techniques, allowing seamless transitions between them. This level granted the ability to phase in and out of existence effortlessly, move through dimensions, and manipulate space with incredible precision. It allowed him to traverse 500 miles in an instant, phasing in and out of existence and moving through dimensions with seamless grace.

Dao Wei practiced the Ethereal Step, each movement a blend of precision and fluidity. His body seemed to shimmer and dissolve, only to reappear across the clearing, his transitions so smooth they appeared as natural as breathing. The Qi around him danced and twisted, bending to his will as he manipulated the very fabric of reality.

Dao Wei paused in his training, breathing steadily. The morning sun cast long shadows, but none dared touch his ethereal form. He knew he had reached the mid-level of Ethereal Step, but the path to Time-Space Alteration and beyond still lay ahead.

"Finally," Dao Wei muttered to himself, recalling the lessons imparted by his enigmatic mentor, "I've reached the mid-level of Ethereal Step."

His eyes glinted with pride and determination as he looked at his hands, "I've made a huge progress."

With a final glance at the clearing, Dao Wei resolved.

As he concluded his training, Dao Wei exhaled deeply, his breath a plume of mist in the cool morning air. He had done it—he had made the breakthrough to the Saint Realm, becoming the youngest Saint in existence.

The realization was both exhilarating and humbling. His mind turned to his master: "I've done it, old man."

In the center of the clearing, a teleportation station shimmered into view, an intricate array of runes and symbols glowing with ethereal light. Dao Wei's master had prepared this for him, a gateway to the Mortal World where his true journey would begin.

Dao Wei's expression was one of steely resolve, tempered by a flicker of anticipation. He was determined to uncover the mysteries of his past and the origins of the powerful scripture within him. His journey in the Mortal World was not just a quest for power but a search for identity and truth.

Brief flashes of memory crossed Dao Wei's mind as he approached the teleportation station. He saw himself as a young child, training under the watchful eye of his master, a wise and enigmatic figure whose face was always partially obscured in his memories.

The Abyssal Chasm has been his home for as long as he could remember, was a place of rigorous training and profound isolation. His master had been his only companion, imparting not just martial arts skills but also cryptic wisdom and lessons on the nature of power and responsibility.

Dao Wei was a product of his environment: determined, disciplined, and fiercely curious about his origins. The mysteries of his past and the cryptic clues left by his master drove him forward.

Despite his stoic exterior, he harbored a deep sense of justice and an unwavering commitment to protect those he cared for. The Mortal World was a new frontier, and Dao Wei was both eager and apprehensive about the challenges it would bring.

With one final look at the clearing that had been both a sanctuary and a training ground, Dao Wei stepped into the teleportation station.

The runes flared to life, and in an instant, he was gone, leaving behind the chaotic Asura realm for the unknown trials of the Mortal World.