Shangyang Inner Scenery Ground.
Upon the Two Hundredth Layer Heavenly Stair.
As Jiang Ning's clear voice fell, somewhere in the unseen, he sensed that those words of his had remained here, branded into the void.
If the next person to Ascending Heaven Stair came here, they would hear that clear voice he had just spoken, and thereby feel the encouragement from one who had gone before.
Just now, as he listened to those countless interwoven voices go from indistinct to clear, emotion had surged in his heart, and his Heart of Seeking Dao had grown even firmer.
Only now did his impassioned heart slowly return to calm.
"The two hundredth layer is the realm of a Nascent Soul Immortal!"
"In other words, I now already meet the requirements to Condense Nascent Soul."
"To achieve the Nascent Soul, in the Ancient Era, would make one a person who could Become an Immortal on the Spot!"
All manner of thoughts surfaced, and a little more confidence could not help but rise in his heart.
A Nascent Soul Immortal—that was Xia Xuanyan's realm.
He had also once seen a Nascent Soul Immortal make a move. That had been Daoist Qingyuan from Qingyuan Grotto-heaven making a move against Prince Huai'an Lu Zhan.
Even though Prince Huai'an Lu Zhan at the time had already reached the peak of First-Rank Martial Dao, with his Essence, Qi, and Spirit fused into one, stepping into the Unity Realm, and had gone even farther than he had.
But facing Daoist Qingyuan's sword, he had still returned wounded.
This was in an era that did not belong to them, yet he still possessed such transcendent strength.
From this, the power of a Nascent Soul Immortal was plain to see.
As stray thoughts sprang up, a ripple suddenly came from the