Yang Lake Grotto-heaven.
A figure swept over the surface of the sea, dragging out a long surge of air.
That figure was none other than Jiang Ning.
In this grotto-heaven, he had no need to restrain himself in the slightest. He could fly and shuttle about as he pleased.
Above the sea, as he looked at the enormous island in the distance, Jiang Ning's thoughts churned. Once I form my Nascent Soul, I will have truly stepped into the realm of a Nascent Soul Immortal, and with a supreme Immortal Path Foundation at that. By then, my Spirit Soul will undergo a qualitative transformation. With the power of the Nascent Soul, I can form a heaven and earth of my own, and I will surely master inconceivable Divine Abilities and methods. My understanding of the rules of heaven and earth, Martial Arts Techniques, and my thoughts and comprehension will all see a clear improvement. I will certainly leap to an entirely new level. Even facing Ji Xuan head-on, I'll have a firmer foundation to stand on.
However, condensing and forging a Dao Fetus, transforming into a Nascent Soul, is absolutely not the work of a single day. It needs time and tempering. I hope that during this period, things over at the Royal Capital can remain a little steadier.
But with Su Qingying in the Royal Capital, it should be fine.
All sorts of thoughts flashed through his mind.
A moment later.
He descended from high in the sky, landing on the densely vegetated island.
He found a rock wall covered in vines. With a raise of his hand, he excavated a stone cave right in the middle of the cliff face.
He ducked into the stone cave, and as the vines fell back down, he instantly blended completely into