Yang Jian Ascends to Daluo Golden Immortal

Within Wuzhuang Temple.

The spiritual light in the hall had already swelled to its limit.

Yang Jian sat cross-legged, the spiritual power of the Ginseng Fruit within him continuously sinking downward.

That surge of life force was neither hurried nor slow, yet it was boundless in its weight.

The Eight-Nine Profound Art devoured and absorbed the spiritual power, and his flesh, blood, bones, and marrow trembled inch by inch.

Yang Jian's Heavenly Eye opened between his brows, divine light shining through his Primordial Spirit.

The Taiyi Dao fruit hung deep within his Primordial Spirit, splitting open with a golden vein.

Qing Feng watched with his breath held.

"Master, is Senior Brother Yang Jian about to break through?"

Ming Yue also widened her eyes.

"He only entered Taiyi not long ago, yet he's going to charge into Zenith Heaven?"

Zhen Yuanzi's gaze was steady.

"His foundation is too deep."

"Zhao Gongming's golden pill came first, and the Ginseng Fruit followed."

"On top of that, Fellow Daoist Qin Mu personally imparted the method to him. If he did not break through, it would mean he had been suppressing it for too long instead."

The Black Flood Dragon Spirit was wildly excited inside the saber.

"Master is going to become a Daluo Golden Immortal!"

Xiaotian Dog lay crouched on the other side, the Heavenly Demon phantom behind him growing ever more solid.

The bones inside his body gave off soft cracks, and blue-gold light in his bloodline washed through his whole body.

The black Heavenly Demon phantom opened its mouth and let out a long howl, but it was pressed inside the hall by Wuzhuang Temple's earth qi and did not disturb anything beyond the mountain.

Ming Yue looked toward Xiaotian Dog.

"He's transforming too."

Qing Feng said, "After the Heavenly Demon bloodline