At the summit of the mountain.
Dusk was black as ink, and the night wind cut like a blade.
Jiang Ning appeared on the summit.
``` [Origin Points]: 51.7
He glanced at the Panel, then closed it.
Meeting the Martial Saint had given him more than information. His Origin Points had risen by over ten as well.
Now, standing on the summit and gazing across the vast, rolling land, he sank into thought.
He had learned a great deal from the Martial Saint just now.
But he felt even less certain about the strength of Ji Xuan, the One-Worded Shoulder-to-Shoulder King.
As the Martial Saint had said, among those Above First Grade, the gulf in strength was enormous.
The strongest, people like Ji Xuan, had forged their own path after perfecting their martial arts.
To Jiang Ning, that bore a striking resemblance to his own Breakthroughs.
And Ji Xuan had taken that step long ago.
A hundred and fifty years earlier, Ji Xuan had joined the ranks of the world's Supreme Powerhouses.
After another hundred and fifty years of growth, the thought of how powerful he might be now was enough to make Jiang Ning wary.
An Infinite Physical Body, an Unrestrained Spirit, growing without end, rising ever higher—until one day, he touched the heavens and stepped into the realm the Martial Saint occupied.
Ji Xuan had undoubtedly traveled far along that path.
He possessed strength worthy of the title Second Under Heaven, backed by the resources of the entire Ji Clan.
I still need to borrow the momentum of others first! Jiang Ning thought, though he felt little pressure.
For one thing, his own strength was no longer what it had been. It could no longer be measured by realm alone.
The true masters of the Martial Path all