Han Xuanji stretched out his palm, and a wisp of spiritual energy flowed from his fingertips.
This wisp of spiritual energy differed from that of ordinary cultivators, exhibiting a unique pale golden luster, within which flowed countless peculiar patterns.
Having cultivated numerous Cultivation Method and condensed the Ten Great Dao Principles, Han Xuanji had unknowingly forged his own path.
He prefers to call this power " the Power of Mystic Heaven ".
This is a power unique to him.
This Power of Mystic Heaven may seem insignificant, but the power it contains is enough to make any cultivator at the Eternal Dao Master level tremble with fear.
Its offensive capabilities incorporate numerous characteristics, such as the Sword Dao's ability to break through laws, the ability to end destruction, and the characteristics of creation, reincarnation, and the five elements' Imperishable, endurance, and erosion. If it were to penetrate the Eternal Dao Master, it would be enough to directly collapse and disintegrate the opponent's physical body.
If he were to face Zhou Lie, who had merged with the Dao of Destruction, he wouldn't even need to use any profound attack techniques.
The overwhelming Power of Mystic Heaven alone was enough to cause the opponent's spiritual energy to collapse.
This is not a difference in skill, but a difference in the essence of Dao Principles.
But that's not all the gains.
With a thought, Han Xuanji activated his Indestructible Creation Body.
Golden Dao patterns emerged from his flesh and even bones, then densely covered his entire body.
These Dao patterns, as if alive, flickered slightly with each breath, radiating a soft yet resilient light.
He did not neglect this Sage- level body-refining technique during his seclusion.
Although he didn't devote all his energy to it, after consuming many pills obtained from daily heavenly materials and earthly treasures, the progress of this Cultivation Method also increased rapidly.
He has now reached a minor level of mastery in his cultivation.
His physical body was now as solid as a divine weapon, possessing an unshakeable presence.
An ordinary Dao Master's attack would likely not even leave a mark on it.
"His progress in the Dao of the Physical Body has far surpassed my current level."
Han Xuanji pondered silently.
It can only be said that, with sufficient talent and resources, the speed of breakthroughs in the Dao of the Physical Body is far beyond what ordinary people can imagine.
Can you believe he now possesses a physical strength approaching that of Eternal True God?
Of course, this is also because Han Xuanji's physical foundation was already very strong. In fact, there are Secret Method for tempering the physical body in books like " Star Soul Secret Canon " and " Five Elements Great Dao Secret Canon ", but he just did not specialize in this method.
In terms of spiritual essence, they have not lagged behind either.
The spirit and the body are two sides of the same coin, complementing each other perfectly.
A strong physical body can nourish the spirit, and a strong spirit can in turn nourish the physical body.
Han Xuanji's ability to integrate the ten Dao Principles into one is inseparable from this all-around power.
His divine soul was powerful; he sat cross-legged on the Chaos Azure Lotus in his sea of consciousness, his body shimmering with blue light.
Over the years, the Chaos Azure Lotus has been nourishing his soul, making it increasingly solid, and he has also reached the level of Eternal True Lord.
Han Xuanji stood up, feeling the powerful and smooth force within his body, and then carefully reviewed the various techniques in his mind.
To be honest...
He wasn't putting on an act; he was getting to know his own power.
After years of seclusion, his cultivation has improved, his Dao Principles have been condensed, and his Cultivation Method have been perfected. The changes in his body are too great, and he needs a period of adaptation.
He doesn't even know how strong he is, or where he stands among other geniuses of the same realm.
Just as Han Xuanji was mastering his strength, he suddenly thought of something.
"Has the Principle Conference already ended?"
During her seclusion, Han Xuanji was not actually sensitive to the passage of time; she only vaguely felt that quite a long time had passed.
He took out the communication jade talisman and saw that Hun Qianxue's messages had accumulated quite a bit, one after another. His tone gradually changed from calm at the beginning to anxious, and finally he was almost urging him.
[ The Xuanji that the participants in the Principle Conference have been identified; you can take a look when you have time.]
Have you finished watching?
Where are they?
[Are you there?]
The last message contained only a name and three exclamation marks.
Han Xuanji could almost see Hun Qianxue's anxious and agitated state in these words.
A slight smile played on his lips as he was about to reply when another message popped up.
This time it wasn't Hun Qianxue, but Hun Qianling.
[My brother is frantic with worry. If you don't show up soon, he might go to the Creation Platform to find you himself.]
Han Xuanji thought for a moment and replied with a message:
"We've cleared customs and will be there soon."
The other party hasn't replied; they're probably already engaged in a fight.
He then sent a message to Hun Qianxue, who replied instantly, telling him to hurry over.
He put away the jade talisman and took one last look at the Creation Platform that had been with him for thirty years.
"Thank you for your kind gift, senior."
Han Xuanji bowed slightly to the wisp of Daoist thought that had long since dissipated in the center of the high platform, then turned and walked down the platform.
His blue robe fluttered in the breeze, and his steps were unhurried.
Behind him, the sea of clouds on the Creation Platform surged for a final moment before slowly calming down and returning to its usual tranquility.
The stone steps of the Creation Platform meander down, with the spiritual bamboo on both sides rustling in the breeze.
As Han Xuanji descended the last step, a familiar figure stood with his hands behind his back at the end of the corridor, seemingly waiting for him.
He Guanshan.
The Tiger and Panther Legion was wearing casual clothes today, looking less imposing and more relaxed than usual.
Hearing footsteps, he turned around, his gaze falling on Han Xuanji, and his previously indifferent eyes suddenly brightened.
"You've made it out of quarantine?"
He Guanshan sized him up, a slight smile playing on his lips:
"Looks like you've had quite a good harvest."
Han Xuanji stepped forward and bowed respectfully.
"Thank you for your kindness, Commander. I have benefited immensely from these thirty years on the Creation Platform."
He Guanshan waved his hand, deliberately putting on a stern face:
"Still calling him Legion Commander?"
Han Xuanji was slightly taken aback.
Just call me Brother Guanshan.
He Guanshan's stern face relaxed, he smiled, and patted Han Xuanji on the shoulder:
"What, do you think I'm out of your league?"
Han Xuanji came to his senses and understood.
He Guanshan was trying to get closer to him; it wasn't just politeness, but also a bit of sincerity.
This legion commander was always carefree and unconventional, so since the other party had extended an olive branch, he wouldn't be ungrateful.
They really did him a big favor, allowing him to enter this top-tier place of Daoist essence.
"Brother Guanshan."
Han Xuanji immediately changed her words, speaking naturally.
He Guanshan laughed heartily, his laughter echoing through the corridor and startling several sparrows perched on bamboo branches.
"Good!"
He patted Han Xuanji's shoulder heavily:
"I'll remember your address of 'Big Brother'."
Han Xuanji felt the light yet firm pressure on his shoulder, his expression remained unchanged, but he secretly sighed inwardly.
He Guanshan's palm strike appeared casual, but it actually contained a hint of probing.
Testing his physical strength, if it were an ordinary Dao Master cultivator, this palm strike would at least make him stagger, even if it didn't hurt.
Han Xuanji remained completely still, not even swaying her shoulders slightly.
A hint of surprise flashed in He Guanshan's eyes, which quickly turned into approval.
"It seems your physical body has also improved considerably."
He didn't press further, but simply nodded, then changed the subject:
"Did I disturb your cultivation? I just happened to be passing by and sensed that the restrictions on the Creation Platform had been lifted, so I came to check on you."
"No."
Han Xuanji shook his head:
"I was already planning to leave the country, the timing is just right."
"That's good."
He Guanshan stood with his hands behind his back, gazing towards the distant direction of Thousand Souls City, his tone tinged with a hint of emotion.
"You came out of seclusion just in time. The Principle Conference had just begun. If you had been a few days later, it might have been truly too late."