The East Sea is vast and shrouded in thick fog; even a martial saint could only see a few feet beyond its borders.
However, at this moment, bolts of Purple Lightning, as thick as chopsticks, crackled and slashed down, blasting open the Extreme Cold Dao and shattering the Yellow Spring Mist.
In an instant, everything within a hundred miles became clear, and the sea was crystal clear.
However, with lightning pouring down and arcs of electricity crackling, the place remained extremely dangerous.
Boom!
With a deafening roar, Jiang Ping's skin was instantly torn open, and his entire body was covered in cracks.
Spirit Wander Tribulation!
Reaching this realm is no easy feat. Even if one See Heaven and Earth and comprehends one's true self, one still cannot break free from the shackles of the Primordial Spirit and must Baptism by the Heavenly Might.
What is the Primordial Spirit?
An ancient sage once said that the Primordial Spirit True Self reside in the Ancestral Aperture, the Niwan Inch of Heart. Once the aperture is opened, it becomes the Primordial Spirit, which can leave the body and travel freely in the Great Void.
However, later Dao Lord believed that such a god was too weak, or rather, not full of life.
"One source disperses into myriad forms, and myriad forms return to one source; both form and spirit are wondrous, and one is in harmony with the Dao; though they undergo countless transformations, they are always one in the center, always one in spirit."
That Dao Lord believed that there are more than 18,000 spirits in the human body. The spirits are stored in the five internal organs, the nine orifices, and the hundred bones. The entire body of flesh and blood has a spirit, and all of them must be awakened and unified under the Mud Pill True God. This is the Great Perfection.
Or rather, this is the Primordial Spirit that Martial Artist pursue: it must be strong enough to travel to the North Sea in a day and reach Cangwu at Dusk without exhausting itself, while also being able to withstand the Baptism of Heavenly Might.
Therefore, the Divine Journey is also known as the Primordial Spirit Tribulation Realm. After passing through nine Heavenly Tribulations, Primordial Spirit True Self becomes extremely terrifying, possessing a trace of indestructibility. Even if blasted into pieces, it can instantly regenerate.
Therefore, even if Martial Artist at this level has their physical body destroyed, as long as a trace of their Primordial Spirit remains, they can slowly repair themselves and rebuild their physical body.
Click!
At this moment, Thunder gathered on the sea surface, and Jiang Ping was charred black by the electricity. However, beneath his flesh and blood, divine light surged and swirled.
That was the awakening of the gods within his body, bursting forth with dazzling brilliance. In an instant, the sea area within a radius of hundreds of miles was bathed in golden light, and Jiang Ping was like a small sun.
Sulfuric acid!
A blinding beam of light shot out from between his brows, shattering the thick fog that stretched for miles. This was the Mud Pill True God, who sought to govern all the gods within his body, to achieve unity, and to solidify his true self.
However, Jiang Ping's physical body exploded soon after, interrupting this process.
The sky was dark and gloomy, with thunder and lightning rolling. In the dark mist, an endless Purple River seemed to appear, threatening to collapse at any moment.
This is the true Heavenly Might, fierce, terrifying, and frightening.
Even the mighty gods risk their annihilation in the face of such a calamity.
Throughout history, many martial saints have perished in the Heavenly Tribulation. Even those who barely manage to reach the level find it difficult to break through to the next level, facing the Four-Nine Heavenly Tribulation, the Seven-Nine Tribulation, and finally the Nine-Nine World-Ending Tribulation.
It can be said that many brilliant geniuses, upon reaching the Spirit Wander Realm, find it difficult to break through the Fourth Stage; the Third Realm is the limit.
Even those with Martial Bone Talent or Innate Sacred Body, who might barely survive the Four-Nine Tribulation, often perish under the Seven-Nine Tribulation.
Even Shang Mingyuan, the strongest ancestor who created the Years Sword, was a gifted individual and a leader in the eyes of his generation. Yet, in the end, he could only stand at the Spirit Wander Eighth Heaven, and when faced with the final Nine-Nine Heavenly Tribulation, he didn't even have the courage to cross it.
Therefore, Shangguan Chun would look down on Shang Mingyuan with disdain, because his ancestor and the Murong Clan's ancestor were both beings who had truly survived the Nine-Nine Tribulation and stood at the pinnacle of the Divine Realm. They had Form and Spirit Unite. They were unparalleled figures who could be considered extraordinary figures in the entire Northern You Archipelago and even in that Brilliant Continent.
At this moment, facing the First Tribulation of the Divine Journey, Jiang Ping's physical body exploded several times.
"Born!"
He connected with the Life Divine Intent, and vibrant life force gathered. His physical body was reconstituted, and the gods shone brightly. Under the rule of the god Niwan, he gradually became one with the divine will.
Suddenly, he felt a pang of anxiety again.
Click!
Unconsciously, Jiang Ping's gods were extinguished, his True God dimmed and cracked.
He was moved, frightened, and felt a sense of terror.
This is a calamity for the gods, not for the physical body.
Suddenly, the scene before him changed. In a daze, Jiang Ping returned to his original home, back to the day he discovered that the money he had saved for six years had been taken.
"What's there to discuss? Even you were born of me..."
Jiang Fu's rebuke echoed in her ears, and all the memories came flooding back like a tide.
"It's a waste of money for you to practice martial arts, but An'er has the potential to learn martial arts and will definitely have a brighter future."
Jiang Fu continued his incessant tirade, attacking him relentlessly and calling him an ingrate, while his birth mother, Zhang Yun, watched indifferently from the side, which could be considered tacit agreement.
The younger brother, "Jiang An," ate the meat with gusto, his face beaming with pride.
The younger sister, meanwhile, was busy eating her chicken leg and carelessly tossed aside the candied hawthorns he had brought back.
Jiang Ping looked at the family. This time, he neither remained silent nor cut his hair.
"The gate of Life and Death Samsara, and a new calamity arises to cleanse the world of its impurities!"
Jiang Ping punched Jiang Fu to pieces and kicked Jiang An to pieces. Just as he was about to attack his sister, he stopped and pinched her cute little face.
Back then, Little Jiang Xi held onto his candied hawthorn tightly, the greedy girl preparing it as an after-dinner dessert; how could she just throw it away?
Boom!
With a change in perspective, Jiang Ping found himself back on the merchant ship.
At the time, he was Escort Mission and secretly killed an Eighth Rank Water Monkeys on a merchant ship.
This time, facing everyone's curiosity about who would make the move, Chen Qingyan coldly pointed at Jiang Ping:
"He made the move."
Jiang Ping smiled; the Lady Chen from back then had already seen through it.
Faced with Chen Qingyan's on-the-spot revelation, he always smiled and even went over to hold Chen Qingyan's tender hand. At that time, she was so youthful and beautiful, with a face full of collagen.
Then, Jiang Ping took a bite.
Chen Qingyan was shocked, her face instantly turning red with embarrassment, and she couldn't even push him away.
Ah! Do not look at what is improper, do not listen to what is improper.
The maid's first instinct was to close her eyes, but when she remembered that it was her young mistress who had been assaulted, she rushed over to help.
"You beast!"
Fang Yong's Dao Heart shattered on the spot; he had been overjoyed at the sight of Lady Chen.
Jiang Ping wanted to experience more of Chen Qingyan's younger days, Inner Demon Tribulation wouldn't give him the chance. The scene shifted, and the setting changed again.
However, from the very beginning, Jiang Ping remained clear-headed and was never invaded by inner demons. Instead, he retraced his steps.
Boom!
Finally, all the images vanished, and Jiang Ping opened his eyes to see golden light spreading for thousands of miles.
Without a doubt, he has become one with all the gods and embodied his true self!
Moreover, not only did his Spiritual power leap forward dramatically, but his physical body also experienced a rapid improvement.
Tear!
Jiang Ping gently clenched his fist, and with only his physical strength, he easily tore through the Void.
When the Yellow Spring Mist, which even the Martial Saint could not subdue, spread again, he punched out a beam of light, shattering the dense fog and creating a Mist Channel stretching for a thousand miles on the sea.
Sulfuric acid!
He then unleashed the Reincarnation Heavenly Saber, instantly unleashing boundless Dao Rhythm. The Rhythm Force Life and Death surged like a mighty river, and the mere overflowing power cleaved and evaporated the surrounding hundred-mile-wide sea area.