Yang Lake Grotto-Heaven.
A figure swept over the sea, trailing a long wake of surging air.
That figure was Jiang Ning.
Within this Grotto-Heaven, he had no need to restrain himself. He could fly and roam as freely as he pleased.
Above the sea, Jiang Ning gazed at the enormous island in the distance, his thoughts churning. Once I form my primordial spirit, I will truly enter the realm of a Primordial Spirit Immortal, with an Immortal Dao foundation of the highest order. My soul will undergo a qualitative transformation. With the power of a primordial spirit, I will be able to form a world of my own and surely gain inconceivable divine abilities and methods. My grasp of the laws of heaven and earth, Martial Dao techniques, reasoning, and comprehension will all improve markedly, rising to an entirely new level. I will also have firmer ground to stand on when facing Ji Xuan.
But forging the Dao embryo and transforming it into a primordial spirit cannot be accomplished in a single day. They require time and refinement. I hope things in the Royal Capital remain peaceful during that time.
Still, with Su Qingying in the Royal Capital, everything should be fine.
All manner of thoughts flashed through his mind.
A short while later.
He descended from high above and landed on the densely vegetated island.
He found a rock face covered in vines. With a wave of his hand, he excavated a cave halfway up it.
He plunged into the cave. As the vines fell back into place, it immediately blended into the island, leaving no visible sign of anything unusual.
Now.
Jiang Ning stood inside a cave roughly ten feet wide and twenty feet high.
As the thick vines outside fell back into place, the cave instantly became