The reason masters were called masters was not only because their skills and abilities were formidable, but also because their actions were unfathomable and their conduct in the world was wise.
Ying Yuan was undoubtedly such a master.
Even through Jiang Dali's primordial spirit senses, this man's spiritual will was no weaker than Pang Ban's had been when he reached the Heavenly Being 9th Realm. He was only one step away from condensing the Three Flowers and had hope of reaching the True Return Realm.
Yet for countless supreme masters of the martial world, that single step might be a hurdle they could never overcome in their entire lives. It meant breaking the shackles of one's life, uniting the Three Essences to achieve the ultimate sublimation of life, and taking the crucial step of completely surpassing the body's potential and limits.
Since ancient times, anyone who could take that step, regardless of the means used, could be called a Dragon Among Men.
Yet Ying Yuan gave Jiang Dali the impression that he could break through at any moment, while seemingly deliberately remaining in his current state. He carried an aloof air of "having no intention of contending for spring, leaving the flowers to envy as they pleased," inscrutable and profound.
Of course, no matter how powerful Ying Yuan's spiritual will was, his unique condition limited his combat strength. Thus, in Jiang Dali's mind, he had always been someone who existed beyond the martial world.
"As expected of Chuan Ying and Bodhisattva of No Thought Bai Lianjue's son. Ying Yuan, you do have some skill."
Jiang Dali lightly tapped his feet against the stirrups, and his horse immediately carried him straight toward Ying Yuan.
A strange primordial spirit will spread from between his brows, instantly scattering outward like a ring of