Max's mind sharpened as excitement gradually gave way to reason.
Comprehending a true Cosmic Path was beyond his current realm. His foundation, though solid, was far from the Divine Lord Realm required to solidify such a grand trajectory. Attempting to force comprehension now would only destabilize his cultivation.
He opened his eyes slowly, though he remained in a meditative stance.
"Comprehending the full Cosmic Path is impossible for me at this stage," he thought deeply. "But that does not mean I cannot prepare for it."
He recalled the path he had chosen for his sword.
When he cultivated sword intent, he had not blindly absorbed every concept. He had refined a direction. He had chosen a trajectory for his sword to follow. That direction gave cohesion to his intent and allowed it to deepen steadily rather than scatter.
The same principle could apply here.
