Mystic Netherwater Gives Birth to the Black Emperor, the Gate of the Primordial Beginning

Snowflakes in the north were as large as mats.

The Northeast Three Commanderies were especially bitterly cold.

The north wind howled, and snow lay knee-deep.

Commoners and high officials alike holed up at home for the winter, rarely venturing outside.

Traveling with the Three Little Ones, Xuanming had experienced the customs and cultures of different places.

But this time was different.

Snow fell for three days and three nights.

Xuanming had no choice but to find a cave for shelter.

After settling the Three Little Ones in the cave and lighting Samadhi True Fire to ward off the cold, he sat cross-legged on a frozen lake, allowing the snow to cover him. Before long, he became a mound of snow, completely buried.

However long the snow fell,

Xuanming sat for just as long.

He borrowed the snow's power to gather the essence of the north's water vapor.

This included the lands beyond the borders blanketed by snow.

After the snowfall stopped, Xuanming remained motionless, but the ice beneath him began to melt. Encased in ice, he sank into the frozen lake.

Cold assailed his body, and water vapor pierced his bones.

Still, Xuanming felt it was not enough. With his mind, he mobilized the mystic netherwater kidney water within him, circulating it through his limbs, bones, and greater and lesser celestial circuits, refining it into innate kidney water. He compressed it again and again, refined it over and over.

The routes along which his magic power circulated grew ever more profound and precise. The kidney water within him grew colder and colder, dark radiance arose inside his body, and the ice surrounding him swiftly melted.

Drip!

The secret art reached completion, and a drop of true water was born.

The dripping continued without pause as more true water formed.

Water