World-Crossing Golden Boat

The Painted Boat rose from Chonghua Immortal City and headed toward the Realm of Great Void.

On the Painted Boat, Xu Ying gazed ahead, his heart surging with emotion. He could feel the reverence and worship offered by countless Qi Refiners and Immortals and Gods. His Incense Qi was growing stronger by the day, and so was his divine power.

He suddenly leaped from the Painted Boat and plummeted through the air.

Uncle Xiao's heart jolted. He was about to rescue him when Yuan Weiyang raised his hand and gently shook his head.

Xu Ying plunged rapidly from the sky. Suddenly, the Incense Qi behind him transformed into divine power and spread throughout his body. He brought his foot down hard. The sky boomed and shook, yet he actually began sprinting wildly, rising from below and soaring into the air once more.

"Whew—"

As Xu Ying raced onward, his fists and feet struck in unison. He unleashed all kinds of Martial Dao techniques, resembling a thousand-armed God or Devil battling an invisible enemy, fighting until heaven and earth were overturned!

For the past few years, he had possessed no Magic Power whatsoever. There had not even been any primordial qi in his body. He could only cultivate the Martial Dao, trying to carve out a path to survival through this most primitive road.

Over these years, he had honed the Martial Dao to perfection. Once unleashed, it was truly more dazzling than fireworks. His fists and feet were fierce and domineering, tearing through the void. Under his blows, the sky at the frontier of the Immortal Realm shook violently, and the faint outline of another world emerged.

"The Martial Dao Other Shore!"

Yuan Weiyang cried out in alarm. That Other Shore appeared and vanished indistinctly, seemingly drawing ever closer to