The Yang Spirit in the Snap of a Finger, Water and Fire, Yin and Yang in a Single Thought

Above Tianyu Peak, Chen Guangsu, Li Manrou, and over a hundred disciples of Mysterious Cave Mountain stood on the clouds, drawn there by the disturbance. They looked down at the mountain hall and the vast, sea-like vortex of spiritual energy, shaken to their cores and unable to name what they felt.

"Three days to Dao Foundation, half a month to Golden Core, one month to Yin Spirit! I've been under Master for two hundred years and still haven't attained Yin Spirit or become a personal disciple. Ah, can the gulf between people really be this wide?" a Golden Core Daoist sighed.

"If you ask me, Senior Brother Huang must have been born with a body close to the Dao! That's why he faces almost no bottlenecks in cultivation."

"This so-called Dao Body is mystery upon mystery. Whether such a thing even exists is another question."

"If Senior Brother Huang's body and soul weren't united and his spiritual light so clear, I'd suspect some mighty cultivator had seized his body to cultivate anew."

"If only I had Senior Brother Eleven's talent. I'd have crossed the threshold into Yin Spirit long ago—"

As they talked, Huang Tian sat cross-legged on a cushion in the hall's warm chamber. Surging spiritual power poured into his body. His expression remained calm, and a jade-like radiance shone around him.

Pop.

With a sound so faint it was barely audible, a tiny figure clad in five-colored robes of light sprang from the crown of his head. It flew through the boundless river of spiritual energy, out of the hall, and up above the layered clouds.

The Daoists on the clouds were startled and delighted to see Huang Tian's Yin Spirit leave his body. They hurriedly saluted.

"Senior Brother Huang!"

"Greetings, Senior Brother Huang!"

"Congratulations on attaining Yin