The night was as dark as ink.
Cold wind howled, and snow swept across heaven and earth.
Rumble—
A thunderous boom that shook heaven and earth rang out through the cold wind.
Accompanied by the deafening roar, the wind and snow were instantly torn apart.
Amid the howl of the wind, that figure swept over high mountains and rivers.
Only the torn wind and snow proved that he had once passed through.
At that moment, Jiang Ning raced at full speed, roaming freely between heaven and earth, his heart incomparably exhilarated.
He could feel the power within his body now flowing endlessly, almost never running dry.
After racing at full speed for more than an hour, he still felt not the slightest exhaustion. His stamina remained abundant, and his Essence, Qi, and Spirit were still full and vigorous.
"Nine Blood Exchanges, the Martial Dao Myth—who would have thought they possessed such wondrous effects!"
He secretly rejoiced.
The more he sensed the various changes within himself, the more he understood why Nine Blood Exchanges were known as the realm of the Martial Dao Myth.
The difference of a single Blood Exchange had brought him a feeling of shedding his old body, remolding his bones, and being reborn.
As he pondered, his speed did not slow in the slightest. Instead, he erupted with even greater force.
His terrifying speed carried tremendous kinetic energy.
Even though he used Wind Thunder Step, greatly reducing Wind Resistance by merging with the wind,
he still broke through the Sound Barrier, forming shockwaves and producing continuous sonic booms.
This proved that his speed had far surpassed ordinary sound, reaching an even higher dimension.
Dawn faintly emerged, and heaven and earth seemed to have fallen into Profound Darkness.
Shangjing.
Jiang Ning stopped walking. Looking at the two