Eight Desolations Sect, Nirvana Peak.
Dao-Knocking Abode.
Ning Wujiu stirred his divine sense slightly, reaching toward the message jade slip outside the door.
When he read the message in the jade slip, Ning Wujiu's pupils contracted, and he froze in place. His magic power surged uncontrollably, shaking the surrounding Heaven and Earth spirit vigor into twisted chaos. After a long while, he slowly exhaled a murky breath, and the spirit vigor inside the cave abode settled again.
"Quite the Chen Zi'ang!" Ning Wujiu clenched his hands.
A towering peak stood before him, but so what?
As the Eight Desolations Dao Child, he could never fall short of the Mirror Moon Dao Child and disgrace his sect's mighty name.
"If I fail to break through, I die. In this seclusion, I will succeed in forming my Nascent Soul!"
Ning Wujiu closed his eyes. With a thought, he sealed the cave abode's entrance completely, shutting himself off from all outside affairs.
At the same time, a strand of divine sense swept across the cave abode's entrance before silently withdrawing.
Deep within Nirvana Peak.
Ning Xuanji, the Eight Desolations Sect's strongest cultivator and a Spirit Transformation Venerable, slowly opened his eyes. Looking toward the Dao-Knocking Abode, he shook his head almost imperceptibly.
He knew this disturbance all too well!
That was Ning Wujiu's nature. He never admitted defeat, nor did he know what it meant to retreat. He pressed forward without hesitation; otherwise, he could never have successfully formed the sect's supreme golden core, the [Eight Desolations Nirvana Golden Core].
Yet the Mirror Moon Dao Child was far too hard a whetstone, one that could easily ruin the Eight Desolations Sect's treasured blade.
There was no other reason: the difficulty of immortal cultivation lay in seeking truth.
If Ning Wujiu's Dao heart were