434 Who Dares Tread the Inner Inner Gate, Only I Unveil the Outer Outer Heaven

He Ping's Primordial Spirit radiated light from head to toe, like a being of pure light. This condensed Primordial Spirit of the Imperial Body, True Saint, and Son of Heaven carried not the slightest demonic aura. Instead, it possessed a sacred, holy, ethereal bearing; even its expression was tranquil, like a deity descended from the heavens.

He focused his gaze, then abruptly opened his eyes, shooting out beams of light.

The three great experts of the Long Clan all felt that the light emanating from his eyes carried the scorching, fierce intent of a blazing sun. It was an incomparably masculine aura of pure yang, like the blazing sun itself.

"Refining the Yin Spirit into pure yang—this is the True Fate Primordial Spirit?"

The white-robed child was also struck dumb with shock.

The True Fate Primordial Spirit was the first great attainment of the Manifest Divinity Realm.

This type of Primordial Spirit was the ultimate accomplishment of the path of soul refinement. What was Manifest Divinity? It could be summed up in four words—manifest holiness, commune with divinity!

Only by condensing the soul's Yin Spirit into a Primordial Spirit could one be considered to possess the traits of manifesting holiness and communing with divinity. Compared to that, the divine soul and Yin Spirit were merely minor arts, minor paths, utterly not worth mentioning.

Only after He Ping had condensed his Primordial Spirit and broken through into the Manifest Divinity Realm did he understand just how powerful this realm truly was.

His Primordial Spirit was like a needle that steadied the sea, like iron and stone. This minor thousand world was on the verge of collapse and destruction, yet the might brought by his Primordial Spirit gave him the sensation that he himself was the mother body of the Great Dao,