The Southern Ranges.
South of Great Xia.
Amid the vast, untamed mountains.
The mountain ranges stretched wild and boundless, with ancient trees towering into the sky and old vines hanging in midair, a scene of primitive wilderness.
Deep within the ancient forest, Jiang Ning sat cross-legged on fallen leaves.
Looking inward, he saw shackles within his skull binding him like dragons.
Within his Spirit Platform.
His Primordial Spirit resided within his Spirit Platform, brilliant black-and-white mystic light blazing around it.
With a slight stir of his thoughts.
A longsword of interwoven yin and yang abruptly materialized within his Spirit Platform.
Its blade was black and white, gleaming with mystic light.
Then I will use this sword to sever the shackles! he said inwardly.
This sword was formed from the power of his Primordial Spirit, a manifestation of his will and a creation of his mind.
"Go!"
His thoughts stirred.
The longsword of interwoven yin and yang within his Spirit Platform abruptly vanished.
The next moment.
It appeared in another illusory place.
The site of the Body's Great Secret.
Here, shackles bound his skull like dragons.
His eyes, nose, mouth, and ears were each tightly bound by dark-gold shackles.
Those shackles gripped him like dragons, one end connected to vital apertures, the other extending into nothingness.
Above those shackles, a longsword had already manifested.
Light flowed over the longsword, its entirety covered in black and white, with faint mystic radiance circulating around it.
"Go!"
Without further delay, he stirred his thoughts and immediately drove the sword to slash at the first shackle within his skull.
The shackle coiled like a dragon, dark-gold light flowing over its entirety as it bound his nasal aperture.
The black-and-white mystic sword descended at once, soundless, yet the instant it touched the shackle, a piercing metallic