Marquis Dongling's Residence.
[Source Points]: 173.1
Jiang Ning sat cross-legged beneath an ancient pine beside the lake, his gaze sweeping over the panel again.
One hundred and seventy-three points, he murmured inwardly. That should be enough for a breakthrough in the Grand Void Yin-Yang Sword.
Then he gently closed his eyes.
The next moment.
When he opened his eyes again.
A circular vault of sky hung overhead, surrounded by a vast expanse of heaven and earth.
Beyond that expanse, clouds and mist churned.
This was his Inner Landscape Grounds.
His spiritual world.
He was already intimately familiar with this world.
After he became a Primordial Spirit Immortal, his inner landscape world had grown even vaster.
He also sensed that he could now step outside his own Inner Landscape Grounds.
Yet he still dared not try.
The Inner Landscape Grounds were simply too mysterious.
Even the ancient texts offered far too little information about them.
Nor was there anyone who could guide him along this path.
For now, his Inner Landscape Grounds merely helped him advance his cultivation of certain arts.
Arts that relied on comprehension benefited somewhat from the Inner Landscape Grounds, where a hundred days passed like a single instant.
But that unreal sense of time also prevented him from remaining here without restraint.
The next moment.
Sword light surged like a tide, stirring the void into spreading ripples.
Black and white energies coalesced out of thin air, manifesting in every direction.
He could sense that, with the emergence of those energies, his Inner Landscape Grounds were also changing imperceptibly, becoming more real.
Vajra Temple.
Ancient bells rang far and wide through the thousand-year-old monastery.
Deep within the Mahavira Hall, a gaunt old monk slowly opened his eyes, golden lotuses seeming to bloom within them as Buddhist