Sacred Fire Cliff, Dharma Manifestation Pavilion.
This was a pavilion built against the cliff face. It did not reach the heavens above, nor touch the ground below. Clear, ethereal Qian qi and turbid, heavy Kun essence intertwined into a single radiance.
Its name was Clear Turbid True One Primordial Qi.
Within the range covered by this qi, clear rose above while turbid sank below, the two crashing against each other. Should a Qi Refining cultivator stray into this place, the result would be the union of heaven and earth, ground into powder.
Even a Foundation Establishment cultivator would have their dharma body shattered if touched by this primordial qi. This showed how tightly guarded this place was. For anything qualified to be stored here was a Dao art or spell technique of great use even to Foundation Establishment cultivators. No cultivation method or great divine ability could compare with them.
There was no need to mention great divine abilities; they were limited to Qi Refining cultivators.
Cultivation methods, on the other hand, had a very special nature. Strictly speaking, forces such as the Sacred Sect, Sword Pavilion, Pure Land, and even the Dao Court were not worried about their cultivation methods being leaked.
Because the Fruit Positions corresponding to those cultivation methods were all in their own hands.
For example, although Lu Yang had learned the Nine Transformations Dragon Art, the Pure Land remained unruffled, because the corresponding City-Wall Earth had always remained within the Pure Land.
Thus, cultivation methods were actually not that confidential.
In contrast, Dao arts and spell techniques useful to Foundation Establishment cultivators could prove effective in battles between cultivators of that realm. Every single one was exceedingly precious.
"Though, up to now, I actually haven't properly fought anyone with Dao arts."
Lu Yang looked somewhat