Yang Jing stood as motionless as ever. Even that terrifying clash had failed to drive him back an inch.
The next instant, his gaze sharpened. He stepped forward, his bearing steady and domineering, and clenched his fist to gather power once more. Wrapped in surging, ferocious mountain-breaking true qi, he launched another assault on He Jiugang, his attacks coming without pause as he pressed forward step by step!
Only Yang Jing knew that he was using just the single current of true qi from the Mountain-Splitting Seal. Deep within his Dantian's qi sea, however, lay three entirely different currents of origin true qi, each equally vast and pure.
The first was the Mountain-Splitting Seal's killing true qi, devoted to offense and overwhelming force, with the power of mountains collapsing and rocks shattering.
The second was the Indestructible True Art's protective true qi, devoted to the body and defense, forging an indestructible physique.
The third was Crossing the River's agile true qi, devoted to movement and maneuvering, allowing him to advance and retreat at will.
All three supreme true arts had broken through to the True Qi Realm, condensing three independent currents of origin true qi. They coexisted within his Dantian's qi sea, complementing and supporting one another to form the foundation of his martial path.
If these three currents could merge into one and achieve complete harmony, they would undergo a qualitative transformation, a sublimation of the path. His overall combat strength would multiply, soaring from one level to the next.
He had once fused his true qi during cultivation.
That boundless, terrifying power, capable of suppressing everything, had set his heart surging and filled him with confidence. He had even entertained wildly inflated notions, imagining that he could wrestle head-on with a core-realm expert who presided over an entire