Yi Qingwu had been cultivating in the Land of Extreme Yin for some time now. How was her transition to the Lunar Scripture going?
The final step should not have been difficult for her, provided she had a suitable place.
After all, Yi Qingwu possessed the Moon-Colold Physique, which was highly compatible with Taiyin. In terms of its origin, it could be considered a simplified version of the Taiyin Physique.
In the Ancestral Dragon Vein's Land of Extreme Yin, a cool, solitary figure sat cross-legged, seemingly coated in frost.
Taiyin Holy Force was the supreme yin holy force born when heaven and earth first opened. Wondrous though its powers were, its essential aura held a murderous chill that pierced to the bone. No ordinary person could wield it.
Since ancient times, fewer than ten people had likely cultivated the Taiyin Bible to perfection. Knowing was easy, doing was hard—an eternal truth.
Yi Qingwu sat cross-legged as passages from the Taiyin Ancient Scripture echoed through her mind. Their supreme meaning rang in her heart like the explosive toll of the Great Bell. She had long since grasped it.
Dense Taiyin mist surrounded her in the valley, as though bathing her in a rite of purification. She was not far from success.
Taiyin True Water could freeze the spirituality of magical treasures; beneath the realm of Saints, nothing could withstand it. The dense Taiyin mist enveloping her was not true water, but it was still beyond what an ordinary Saint Lord could resist.
Taiyin energy was too cold. Wherever it spread, the land became barren. It could seal a hundred thousand li in ice and leave no life behind.
She had yet to finish converting the divine power within her because she had underestimated this Land of Extreme Yin. The purity of