Separating a Thought to Refine a Secret Treasure

Shangqing Shenxiao Realm, Tian Shu Peak, End of the World Pavilion.

Ming Qingyue and Xie Fangwei had passed their third Heavenly Tribulation a century ago and had both stabilized their realms. They were now cultivating immortal arts, and thus guarded the sect.

Once that sensation of being surrounded by nothing but black and white, as though time itself had been stripped away, faded, the two exchanged smiles. They understood that Shi Xuan had already passed the Heavenly Human Fourth Decay and become one of the highest-ranking Heavenly Sovereigns—second only to Dao Ancestors who embodied the Great Dao and Dao Lords free of decay and tribulation. Among the countless Great Thousand Worlds nearby, he was likewise among the very best.

Ming Qingyue's beautiful hair fell loosely about her shoulders. Two small, adorable dragon horns protruded from the satin-black strands, and the profound, mysterious talismans upon them had completely merged into her body, no longer visible. Yet if one focused closely upon them, one would feel ripples of water spreading outward, like a river of stars and like time itself. Looking toward Tian Ji Peak, she smiled sincerely. "A Three Tribulation Mighty One who passed the Lifespan Decay in merely thirty-seven years is rare even throughout the Myriad Worlds. And most of them are sword cultivators whose swords leave no room for regret. When we entered the sect together, I never imagined Shi Xuan would advance with such fierce vigor. Since the Ancient Era, he truly is the foremost person in Yuyu Heaven."

Xie Fangwei was gentle and unhurried, without the slightest worry over the fourth Heavenly Tribulation. First, he had only recently passed the Nine Fires Burning Heart Tribulation and remained far from the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Tribulation. Second, what True Person who had come this far lacked confidence in