Boom!
Above the Imperial City, countless Runes intertwined, and Dao Rhythm flowed. Jiang Ping used his Void Divine Intent to open up a mysterious passage.
"That's Barbarians Territory."
Martial Saint Changchun was amazed. In the passage, she saw the scene on the other side, which was the desolate Northern Barbarians territory thousands of miles away.
"Shrinking the Ground to an Inch, shifting the stars and the constellations—in this world today, only Jiang Saint can achieve such a feat."
Shangguan Chun was astonished. This method of traversing thousands of miles in one step was unprecedented. If they were to travel on their own, it would probably take them quite a while.
"This is just the beginning; it will definitely get stronger in the future."
Jiang Saint smiled broadly, increasingly looking forward to Jiang Ping's future performance.
"Don't say any more, let's go."
Martial Saint Murong was impatient and took the lead into the passage, followed closely by the others.
In a short while, they arrived in the barbarian Territory from the Imperial City.
"Who?!"
A majestic voice suddenly rang out, carrying a murderous aura.
Jiang Ping and his group were very strong, and their auras were not concealed. Just by standing there, they caused the Celestial Phenomenon to change and alarmed a nearby Martial Saint.
The Northern Barbarians were powerful, in no way inferior to the Great Li, and before Jiang Ping became a saint, they were arguably the Second Under Heaven.
"These Barbarians are inherently tyrannical and bloodthirsty. I once ventured into this place for a rare skill, and it almost sparked an earth-shattering war."
Martial Saint Changchun frowned, saying that she didn't have a very good impression of this race.
Thump!
As they spoke, terrifying waves surged into the sky from afar, and a colossal figure stood tall in the heavens, radiating holy light.
"Ignore them, let's keep going."
Shangguan Chun didn't care at all; new talents emerge in every generation.
This era belongs to Jiang Ping!
In fact, when this Northern Barbarians Peerless saw who it was, he instantly withdrew his murderous aura, approached with goodwill, and his face was full of smiles:
"Jiang Saint!"
Jiang Ping was in a hurry, so he opened the passage, and the group disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"They are..."
Seeing the group's dismissive attitude, the Northern Barbarians was not angry at all. Instead, he was impressed by Jiang Saint's methods and looked amazed.
Then he pondered for a moment, raised an eyebrow, and said:
What's to the north?
He quickly realized, "They're trying to leave the island using the Void Divine Intent!"
On the same day.
The news spread at an unimaginable speed, shocking the world.
"Jiang Saint!"
Someone shouted, their face full of excitement.
After so many years, is someone finally going to try to break free from this cage?
Back then, even those Peak of spiritual power failed, but Jiang Ping is different. He has amazing talent and can control the Void Divine Intent, so he might actually succeed.
"I want to live!"
Many of the old monsters exuded an astonishing will to survive, and practiced the Changshi Fist even more diligently.
As long as one can leave the island and enter a state of spiritual travel, one's lifespan will not only increase by one or two cycles of sixty years, but will extend by another twelve hundred years.
"What's so great about wandering in the mind? Once Near Dao, a thousand years can pass—that's a true leap forward."
A Martial Bone Talent murmured, his entire body trembling.
In this era, Martial Bone are somewhat wasted, while innate abilities are overflowing. If they can break free from their Shackles, they will surely make rapid progress, leaving the senior veterans far behind.
When the great earthquake struck, Jiang Ping and his seniors had already arrived at the northernmost part of Xuanxin Island.
Splash!
The ocean surged and roared, bringing with it a chilling cold.
Jiang Ping gazed at the North Sea, which stretched as far as the eye could see, a vast expanse of white at the horizon.
Sulfuric acid!
He opened his Dharma Eye with the mysteries of Samsara, taking in the scenery for hundreds of miles.
However, just as the saints had said, the white mist swirled around, making it impossible to see clearly even with the Reincarnation Eye; beyond that, everything was a blur.
"Although that person's attempt to travel to the sea failed, it set a boundary for us. There is no danger if we travel three thousand miles out to sea," said Martial Saint Murong.
Then, the group continued their journey, leaving the North Sea and arriving at a foggy sea.
"It's so cold!"
Martial Saint Changchun frowned. The environment here was abnormal; it was terribly cold. If one stayed for too long, even Peerless Martial Saint would suffer from frostbite.
"We can't stay here long; if we stay any longer, we'll all get hurt." Jiang Saint also felt very uncomfortable; this was his first time at sea.
Martial Saint Murong took out an ancient map and said:
"That divine traveler set sail from the southernmost sea. According to his return, even after traveling five thousand miles, it was still a vast expanse of white. Therefore, given Jiang Saint's current level of Dao practice, the south is not feasible for the time being, but this place is worth a try."
Heading south is the closest to land, but our predecessors have tested the waters, so it's not advisable to go there yet.
Heading north, one ventures deep into the Northern You Archipelago.
"Legend has it that at the end of the Northern You Sea was once the graveyard of a terrifying being, attracting countless powerful beings to venture there. However, the sea is endless, and it is said that even those who travel in spirit will get lost."
Shangguan Chun said.
This is recorded in his family history books. His ancestors had also searched for it, but ultimately returned empty-handed.
"What kind of creature?" Martial Saint Changchun couldn't help but ask.
"At the very least, you have to Near Dao."
"The worst!"
Several people couldn't help but gasp.
The Near Dao has already reached the legendary realm of the First-rank, but it is clear that there are even higher realms above the First-rank.
"Could it be Carrying the Dao?"
"Or perhaps Martial Immortal?" Jiang Siqi suddenly asked.
"Martial Immortal are unheard of; they've always been myths and legends, existing only in storybooks. They're most likely just Martial Artist's fantasy about immortality. And the end of the North Nether is probably the burial ground of beings nearing the Peak of the Near Dao realm."
Martial Saint Murong spoke, he revealed that his clan had an extraordinary background and was knowledgeable about the various Secrets of Martial Artist.
Those Near-Dao Being are all Peerless Figures Xuanxin Island, on the vast mainland; they are rare in this world.
But the Carrying the Dao... is absent.
"No?" Jiang Ping raised an eyebrow.
"Yes, such beings ceased to exist tens of thousands of years ago; they have vanished without a trace, and no one in later generations has reached this level. But it is certain that they must have existed a very, very long time ago."
Martial Saint Murong nodded.
Although there is no text in this world that Carrying the Dao, there are scriptures left behind by these beings. Each one is excessively defying the heavens, pointing directly to the essence of the Dao, and can Dao Scripture.
"Does your tribe possess such scriptures?"
What do you think?
Martial Saint Murong glanced at Shangguan and rolled his eyes.
If such a doctrine exists, what is the point of the Changshi Fist? The Murong Clan would have been invincible on Xuanxin Island long ago.
Then, he glanced at Jiang Ping and couldn't help but say:
"Jiang Saint, are you really not Near-Dao Reincarnation?"
"I've kept it a secret for so long, but you've finally found out!"
"Real?"
"Fake."
Jiang Ping couldn't stand Murong's large, expressive eyes and could only shrug his shoulders.
If he were truly Near-Dao Reincarnation, would he still need to Treading the path? He would have been the invincible Xuanxin Island eight hundred years ago.
Of course, he had a general understanding of those who Near Dao.
This being is utterly incomprehensible, possessing extraordinary abilities; it can reincarnate and cultivate again, preserving its True Spirit forever!
That's terrifying. If you fail to achieve the Near Dao one lifetime, you can try again in two or three.
However, once reincarnated, their talents will be diminished, and returning to their Peak will not be easy.
"Enough with the small talk, let's get started, I can't take it anymore."
Even Saint Leng Shenglian, the weakest among them, sneezed. The air here was bitterly cold; he hadn't felt this biting chill in a long time.
"Um!"
Jiang Ping nodded, then immediately unleashed his Void Divine Intent.