When You Lie Beneath the Springs, Your Bones Turn to Dust; I Remain in This World, My Hair White with Snow

Lu Yang fused the [Life and Death Seal] with his own [Law of Lightning], forging a path of his own.

This Martial Dao had already taken shape in Lu Yang's mind.

But its future development still required constant refinement and practical testing.

Still, Lu Yang's progress in the Martial Dao was plain to see.

Back in Qing Province, and later after he came to Northern Savage Province, countless people had said that Lu Yang had the potential to become a Venerable at the Eight Realm.

But only now, at this very moment, could Lu Yang be certain that he had the foundation to become a Venerable.

All he lacked now was some cultivation and a little time.

High above them, in the sky, the twin moons had completely parted.

The enormous [Two Realms Mountain] had shrunk until it was no bigger than a grain of rice.

Lu Yang and the others were inside [Two Realms Mountain], yet they felt no spatial compression.

The space around them shifted in a way that was dreamlike and defied logic, leaving them all marveling in wonder.

The middle-aged man surnamed Wanyan, who knew a little about spatial techniques, was especially affected. After witnessing and experiencing the changes in space atop [Two Realms Mountain] firsthand, he slipped into a brief epiphany.

Clearly, such a wondrous sight of heaven and earth, and the rich laws that created the conditions for it, offered every martial artist a rare experience.

These experiences greatly broadened their horizons and deepened their understanding of this world.

Lu Yang had never thought himself the center of the world, much less believed that he alone among those present deserved to break through.

The other four were all outstanding talents among the Four Great Families.

Otherwise, they would never have been noticed by the