Deep within the weapons hall, an entire row of battle spears stood neatly arranged. Some spearheads were sharp as frost, others weighty as mountains, and each emitted a different spiritual glow and presence.
Qin Yu walked slowly along the spear rack, lightly brushing his fingers over them, but never stopped. Though each battle spear was extraordinary in its own way, he always felt that something was missing in their compatibility.
Until his footsteps abruptly halted before one battle spear.
It was an ancient, unadorned battle spear. Rather than dazzling, its entire length bore a gray-white sheen, like a stillness left behind by the washing of years. Fine patterns covered its shaft, seemingly formed by nature rather than carved by human hands. Its point flashed with no piercing light, yet faintly emanated a heart-palpitating sharpness.
The instant Qin Yu gazed at it, his chest trembled slightly.
A strange resonance welled up from the depths of his heart, as though this battle spear breathed in time with him, trembling softly with his heartbeat.
"This spear..." Qin Yu reached out and slowly grasped its shaft.
In an instant, its gray-white sheen flashed, almost imperceptibly, yet his mind abruptly tightened. The Spiritual Qi within him actually began circulating slightly beyond his control. That feeling was not rejection, but a response, as though the spear were answering his touch.
"Brother Yu!" Yang Zheng exclaimed beside him, his eyes round as saucers. "This spear... it seems to be moving in time with your breathing!"
Qin Yu held the spear, his fingertips trembling slightly, yet he felt an unprecedented sense of compatibility spreading through his body.
"It was waiting for me," he murmured, his gaze gradually growing firm.
Qin Yu tightened his grip on the shaft, took a deep breath, and silently recited the formula for the first move of the Spirit Spear Heaven-Guiding Art. The Spiritual Qi in his dantian slowly circulated with his thoughts, gradually gathering in his arms before pouring through his palms into the battle spear.
Instantly, the ancient battle spear trembled slightly. A gray-white sheen flowed along its shaft like water, as though the spear were tightly connected to Qin Yu's meridians.
"Humm-"
A deep hum echoed through the weapons hall. It was not loud, yet carried a force that struck straight at the mind. Listening beside him, Yang Zheng felt his scalp prickle and could not help drawing a sharp breath. "Brother Yu... this spear is... answering you!"
Fine sweat beaded Qin Yu's forehead, but his eyes remained bright. As the Spiritual Qi fully poured into it, the spearhead abruptly lit up with a gray-white spiritual radiance, sharp beyond compare, like a star piercing the sky. He felt the Spiritual Qi within him flowing without the slightest difficulty, incomparably smoothly, as though the battle spear had always been part of his body.
In that instant, a strange resonance arose between the formula of the Spirit Spear Heaven-Guiding Art and the battle spear. Spiritual Qi no longer merely circulated, but transformed into a razor-sharp will, gathering upon the spearhead.
Qin Yu's gaze jolted, and he thrust fiercely!
"Whoosh-!"
A streak of gray-white spiritual light tore through the air, sharp to the utmost, shooting straight toward the trial stone wall ahead in the weapons hall. With a boom, the three-foot-thick wall was pierced clean through, dust and fragments scattering everywhere.
Yang Zheng was utterly dumbfounded, his mouth open wide enough to fit a fist. "Th-this is still the first move you only just got?! Brother Yu, you... you pierced right through the stone wall!"
Qin Yu held the battle spear, his breathing slightly quickened, but his gaze grew ever firmer.
"That's right. This is the feeling... it and I seem to have been born as one."
The gray-white radiance gradually receded. The battle spear returned to its ancient stillness, resting quietly in his hands as though nothing had happened.
But Qin Yu already understood-this battle spear was the true weapon that belonged to him.
Qin Yu gathered his thoughts and lightly stroked the ancient battle spear's shaft, his fingertips rubbing those fine, natural patterns. The more he touched it, the more clearly he sensed the ancient presence hidden deep within it: still, mysterious, yet carrying a suffocating sharpness.
He murmured, "Since you respond to me, you should have a name."
In an instant, the battle spear's gray-white sheen flashed softly, as though answering his intent.
Qin Yu's heart stirred. Inspiration flashed, and a name slipped from his lips:
"Spear of Ashen Annihilation."
The shaft trembled softly, gray light rippling outward as though acknowledging the name.
Yang Zheng stared wide-eyed beside him and said blankly, "Spear of Ashen Annihilation... what an imposing name. Brother Yu, it really seems to have accepted you as its master!"
Qin Yu did not answer. He only gazed deeply at the spearhead, an indescribable sense of compatibility rising within him.
The Spear of Ashen Annihilation was an ancient weapon that had gathered dust for many years in Cloud-Leveling Hall's weapons hall, with hardly anyone showing interest. Because of its gray-white sheen and ancient presence, outer disciples often dismissed it as "not sharp enough," and it had never truly been chosen.
In fact, it had been born during a great battle between heaven and earth in the early days of the Great Yan Continent. According to legend, a mighty Mystic Understanding Realm cultivator had forged it from the remains of a fallen star. When that star fell, it swallowed countless living beings, turning into a gray-white radiance of deathly stillness, and thus the battle spear inherited the intent of "ashen annihilation."
Gray Light Resonance: if the wielder could attune to the spear's heart, the battle spear would respond with gray light, increasing Spiritual Qi circulation efficiency by thirty percent.
Source Penetration: the spearhead's power struck directly at the foundation, weakening an enemy's defenses by one-third.
Intent of Stillness: activated within a particular realm, its gray light would instantly annihilate the luminous effects of an enemy's spiritual arts, delaying their perception.
But if the wielder could not connect with it in heart and mind, the spearhead would remain still as scrap iron, utterly powerless.
Today, with a single thrust from Qin Yu, the Spear of Ashen Annihilation finally revealed its true edge once more.
Yang Zheng looked at the Spear of Ashen Annihilation in Qin Yu's hands, his eyes filled with astonishment and envy, but he quickly recovered and muttered, "I need to find a weapon of my own too..."
He stopped before a sword rack on the other side of the weapons hall. Dozens of longswords rested on it, their blades broad or narrow, light and nimble or thick and heavy, each giving off a different presence. Yang Zheng reached out and picked up a broad-bladed heavy sword. After a few swings, he was immediately panting. "Too heavy. No, no."
He switched to a slender, light sword. Though easy to swing, its edge felt insubstantial, and it never felt right in his hands. He shook his head. "Too floaty. Not my style."
Until his gaze fell upon an ordinary sword. It was a longsword, blue-green throughout, its blade unadorned, yet revealing a restrained sheen amid the light and shadow. A blue-green stone was set into its hilt, giving off a gentle, mellow presence.
Yang Zheng reached out and grasped the hilt, immediately feeling a tremor through his entire mind. The blade quivered slightly, releasing a clear ringing note, as though answering his choice.
"This sword..." Yang Zheng's eyes widened, and he could not help grinning. "It feels like it was prepared for me!"
He carefully swung it a few times. Its movements were not flashy, but exceptionally steady, every stroke carrying a sense of weighty strength that suited his honest, grounded nature perfectly.
Qin Yu walked over, his eyes brightening. "Brother Yang, this sword suits you well."
Yang Zheng scratched his head in excitement, smiling guilelessly. "Hehe, Brother Yu, I'll choose this one! From now on, it's my companion."
The light of the weapons hall fell upon them, one spear and one sword, like an opportunity fate had arranged long ago-from this moment onward, the two brothers finally each possessed a true weapon of their own.
Yang Zheng held the blue-green longsword tightly, his eyes filled with light. The blade trembled softly in his hands, releasing a clear, ringing note as though recognizing its master.
Watching him, Qin Yu felt a slight stirring in his heart and said, "Since it already responds to you, give it a name."
Yang Zheng scratched his head and chuckled guilelessly. After thinking seriously for a moment, his eyes suddenly lit up. "Let's call it the Azure Balance Sword! Blue-green as a mountain, steady as a balance. With it beside me, it'll be just like how I conduct myself: firm and steady, seeking no fancy tricks, only to press forward without turning back."
"A good name." Qin Yu nodded approvingly.
Though the Azure Balance Sword did not appear luxurious, it was a sword left behind a century ago by a sword-cultivating elder of Cloud-Leveling Hall. Its restrained presence made it unpopular with most disciples, and it had rested quietly in the weapons hall for decades, only truly finding a compatible master today.
Balanced Force Resonance: the Azure Balance Sword could balance Spiritual Qi output, allowing even a cultivator with unstable Spiritual Qi to produce steady sword movements.
Heavy Edge: though its blade was not exceptionally sharp, every strike carried mountain-heavy force, making it highly effective at breaking defenses.
Intent of Steadfast Defense: if its wielder remained firm of mind, the Azure Balance Sword would release a faint protective spiritual breath, neutralizing thirty percent of impact damage.
Yang Zheng swung it a few times. His movements remained simple and honest, but his sword strokes were steady and powerful, each carrying an unadorned presence. The Azure Balance Sword rang in his hands, its spiritual light restrained, as though closely attuned to his character.
"Brother Yu, this sword... it's really good! It's as though it chose me itself."
Qin Yu smiled softly, genuine gratification in his eyes. "Brother Yang, with the Azure Balance Sword, your path will be steadier."
Yang Zheng nodded, a trace of unprecedented resolve appearing behind his honest smile.
Outside the weapons hall, the morning breeze was cool, and sunlight fell just right upon the mountain path. Holding the Azure Balance Sword, Yang Zheng could not hide his smile, his eyes sparkling with anticipation.
"Brother Yu," he said, turning toward Qin Yu, "I still need to go to the cultivation methods hall and choose a suitable sword art to complement the Azure Balance Sword. Only when a cultivation method and weapon suit each other can they unleash their true power."
Qin Yu nodded approvingly. "Mm, that's right. A weapon is the foundation, but without a suitable cultivation method, it's like a fierce tiger without claws or fangs. Go ahead, Brother Yang. I'll wait for you to return."
Yang Zheng chuckled, raised the Azure Balance Sword in a wave, and turned toward the cultivation methods hall, his spirits soaring.
Qin Yu watched his figure gradually disappear at the end of the long stairway, then turned his gaze toward the majestic mountains in the distance. Mist and clouds wreathed Cloud-Leveling Hall's rear mountain, and the faint roar of a waterfall came from among the old pines and ancient cypresses. Few people ventured there, yet it was a place where many disciples cultivated in seclusion.
He murmured, "It's time to go into the rear mountain and cultivate quietly for a while."
Putting away the Spear of Ashen Annihilation, Qin Yu followed the stone steps toward the rear mountain with firm strides. The mountain wind stirred his robes, making them snap and flutter. His retreating figure gradually merged into the vast mist and clouds, his presence settling inward as though preparing to welcome another breakthrough.
Cloud-Leveling Hall's rear mountain was entirely different from the solemn grandeur of its main hall.
Here, the mountains stretched on like a great dragon winding down from the clouds, their slopes emerald green, ancient trees towering skyward and vines hanging down. Sunlight filtered through the treetops, scattering mottled light and shadow as though draping the mountains in a soft veil of gold.
Halfway up the mountain, a waterfall thundered down like the Milky Way hanging upside down, plunging straight from a hundred-zhang cliff. Its deafening roar carried a clarity that cleansed the mind. Spray refracted the sunlight into a rainbow bridge spanning the valley, beautiful enough to steal one's breath.
The Spiritual Qi was extraordinarily dense. The forest air was moist and cool, and with every breath Qin Yu could feel spiritual breath slowly circulating through his meridians, as though heaven and earth were helping him cultivate. In the distance, several spirit cranes skimmed through the clouds, their wingbeats mingling with the waterfall's roar, lending this world a further touch of vitality.
At the mountain's foot lay a natural stretch of level ground paved with blue stone, as though someone had deliberately polished it. Faint Spiritual Qi fluctuations lingered on the stone, seemingly traces left by predecessors who had cultivated and sparred there. Ancient trees surrounded the place like guardians, their branches and leaves luxuriant.
Qin Yu stood upon the blue stone, his robes fluttering. Gazing at the cascading waterfall and boundless sea of clouds, he felt a sense of heroic ambition rise naturally within him.
"What a fine place to cultivate."
He spoke softly and slowly took out the Spear of Ashen Annihilation. Its point reflected the rainbow, refracting a pale yet razor-sharp gleam that contrasted distinctly with the brilliant scenery around it.
Heaven and earth were magnificent, Spiritual Qi drifting thickly through them. At this moment, Qin Yu's mind had settled completely, ready to truly begin familiarizing himself with the Spirit Spear Heaven-Guiding Art amid this beautiful, majestic world.
The waterfall roared, its spray filling the air and weaving with sunlight into a dazzling rainbow bridge. Qin Yu stood at the center of the blue-stone plaza, holding the Spear of Ashen Annihilation, his robes billowing in the mountain wind.
He drew a deep breath. Spiritual Qi rapidly circulated within him with his breathing, his dantian burning like a blazing fire. With a thought, Spiritual Qi surged through his meridians like a raging river, pouring entirely into the battle spear's point.
In an instant-
The spearhead's gray-white sheen abruptly blazed!
The radiance was not fiercely dazzling, but cold, still, and sharp, like a star suddenly flashing in the darkness. The air tore with a piercing whistle. Spiritual light scattered the surrounding spray into expanding rings of ripples, like transparent shock waves.
"Hah!"
Qin Yu thrust fiercely forward!
Where the spear pointed, spiritual light transformed into a straight pillar, thundering through space so swiftly that the naked eye could scarcely follow it. The entire world seemed to freeze in that instant, leaving only the trail of gray-white light tearing through the air.
The pillar of light blasted straight toward the stone wall beneath the waterfall. With a tremendous crash, sparks flew from the wall and countless fragments scattered. The entire cliff face was forcibly pierced, a hole several zhang deep appearing in an instant!
The impact scattered the waterfall's flow. Spray churned, instantly forming a huge ring of water in midair. Rainbow light refracted within it, as though inlaying Qin Yu's strike with sacred radiance.
The lingering Spiritual Qi spread outward, shaking the forest with a roar and making the ancient trees' branches and leaves sway. In the distance, startled spirit cranes took wing together, soaring among the sea of clouds and leaving long cries behind.
Qin Yu's chest heaved violently, sweat sliding down his temples, but a blazing light shone in his eyes.
"Spiritual Light Thrust, this first move... I've finally mastered it!"
The Spear of Ashen Annihilation's point still flickered with lingering gray light, as though breathing and beating together with him. The magnificent scenery of heaven and earth intertwined with the sharpness of his strike, like a grand, epic painting.
The echoes of the stone wall's crash gradually faded. The waterfall flowed on without cease, as though bearing witness to Qin Yu's thrust.
Qin Yu supported himself with one hand on the Spear of Ashen Annihilation, his chest heaving violently. The Spiritual Qi within him ebbed away like a retreating tide, leaving him so empty he almost trembled. That strike had been incomparably powerful, but its enormous consumption of Spiritual Qi far exceeded his expectations.
In a true fight to the death, I could only use that thrust once... afterward, my Spiritual Qi would be exhausted, he thought. Sweat slipped down his forehead, but his expression remained firm.
He took the jade bottle bestowed by the hall master from inside his robes and unscrewed its lid. An extraordinarily dense spiritual breath immediately spread outward. Thirty high-grade spirit pills lay quietly inside, crystal clear, like thirty tiny stars of spiritual light emitting a gentle glow.
Qin Yu sat cross-legged and placed one spirit pill in his mouth. It melted upon entering, and a cool yet immense surge of Spiritual Qi instantly exploded through his meridians. His empty sea of Spiritual Qi rapidly filled, like parched earth suddenly receiving torrential rain.
He closed his eyes and circulated the Mystic Origin Body Tempering Art and the Spiritual Breath Essence Condensation Method, guiding the Spiritual Qi released by the pill. A faint glow shone through his skin, and his sinews and bones emitted a subtle hum, like iron and stone being tempered by Spiritual Qi. Within his meridians, Spiritual Qi flowed ceaselessly, slowly gathering in his dantian to form a stable vortex.
The waterfall's spray swirled around him, drawn by Spiritual Qi into rings of water like a protective shield. Spiritual breath spread with the wind, making the forest leaves rustle. Amid the interweaving light and shadow, heaven and earth seemed to breathe alongside him.
Qin Yu slowly opened his eyes, his gaze bright as stars, and exhaled a turbid breath. "They truly deserve to be called high-grade spirit pills. Just three have restored most of my strength."
He took out several more and continued refining and absorbing them. As Spiritual Qi poured into his dantian layer by layer, the emptiness within him gradually filled, and his spirits slowly recovered.
"With these thirty spirit pills, I can easily sustain much longer periods of cultivation. If I can gradually master the second and third moves of the Spirit Spear Heaven-Guiding Art, my strength will surely rise to another level!"
Spiritual Qi surged within him as the medicinal power of three high-grade spirit pills fully dissolved. Qin Yu felt his sinews and bones rumbling like thunder, his blood vigorous, as though his entire body had been infused with new strength.
He slowly stood, gripping the Spear of Ashen Annihilation with both hands, his gaze fierce as he murmured:
"Second move-Qi Cyclone Spear Dance."
The moment his words fell, Spiritual Qi erupted from his dantian, surging through his meridians straight into his arms. Qin Yu swung the Spear of Ashen Annihilation fiercely!
"Boom-!"
In an instant, the spear stirred a violent current, the air abruptly twisting under the spearhead's pull. The mountain wind howled, swept into the spear's shadows and mingling with the surrounding spray, instantly forming a massive Spiritual Qi whirlwind.
Qin Yu stood at the eye of the wind, his spear wheeling like a churning meteor. Spiritual light intertwined with a gray-white presence around him, and the whirlwind abruptly spread, sweeping across several zhang.
Trees roared, branches and leaves flying, the entire forest seeming to be forcibly torn by an invisible giant hand. The cascading waterfall was dragged dozens of zhang upward, transforming into countless water arrows dancing within the whirlwind, like myriad sharp blades circling around him. Set against his spearhead, Qin Yu looked like a young god of war.
Within the whirlwind, the Spear of Ashen Annihilation's edge flashed, its radiance like a shattering river of stars. Accompanied by thunderous rumbling, it shook the entire world!
"Humm-!"
The spear shadows spun rapidly, forming a gray-white circular wall of light that completely enclosed Qin Yu. The wind, waterfall, and cracking trees mingled like a symphony of heaven and earth, and an unrivaled might burst outward.
Spirit cranes cried in alarm in the distance, shooting into the sky and circling among the clouds. Spirit beasts in the forest trembled and fled, as though sensing a pressure that transcended their own survival instincts.
The whirlwind lasted a full dozen or more breaths before gradually dispersing.
Spray fell once more. Sunlight pierced the moisture, refracting into an incomparably brilliant rainbow spanning heaven and earth. Qin Yu stood beneath the rainbow bridge, holding his spear in both hands, his robes flying, the spearhead still flickering with lingering gray light.
He exhaled, his gaze firm, his voice low yet excited. "This second move... truly has the power to fight many alone!"
With heaven and earth as scenery and the waterfall as a curtain, his figure amid the rainbow light and spray resembled a deity from ancient times.
Qin Yu put away the Spear of Ashen Annihilation and slowly sat cross-legged upon the blue stone before the waterfall. The roaring water seemed to drive the rhythm of heaven and earth, gradually matching his heartbeat.
He took out the jade bottle. The remaining twenty-seven high-grade spirit pills shimmered quietly within, like condensed fragments of starlight, their glow illuminating his stern face and resolute eyes.
"Though I'm now at the middle stage of the Mortal Fetus Realm, if I can use these spirit pills to temper myself completely, I'll surely be able to push for greater accomplishment, and even approach the Spirit Awakening Realm!"
With a thought, Qin Yu poured all the pills into his palm. The spirit pills were crystal clear, emitting intense Spiritual Qi fluctuations that instantly made the surrounding air tremble. Spiritual breath rippled outward around him in layers like a surging tide.
He abruptly opened his mouth and swallowed all the spirit pills.
"Boom-!"
The next instant, immense Spiritual Qi exploded within him, like a flood ten thousand zhang high rushing into his meridians all at once. Qin Yu's whole body shook violently, his sinews and bones crackling as though iron and stone were being forged anew. His blood surged like thunder, and a faint red glow shone through his skin.
He rapidly circulated the Mystic Origin Body Tempering Art and the Spiritual Breath Essence Condensation Method, directing the violent Spiritual Qi into every limb and bone before returning it to his dantian. His meridians stretched to their limits, yet rapidly adapted under the cultivation methods' guidance, instead growing ever tougher.
Within his dantian, the Spiritual Qi vortex that had already begun taking shape abruptly expanded, spinning faster, its spiritual light blazing like a spiritual spring swallowing the heavens.
"Humm-!"
Dazzling spiritual radiance lit up his entire body, as though a small sun sat suspended before the waterfall. Spiritual Qi fluctuations struck like tides, pressing down upon the water beneath the waterfall until it exploded with a crash. Spray swept upward, actually forming a Spiritual Qi tornado around him.
The spiritual breath between heaven and earth was frantically drawn in, gathering toward him. Clouds churned overhead, and spirit birds in the distant mountains took flight in alarm, seemingly sensing some oppressive breakthrough.
"Hah!"
Qin Yu's eyes flew open, fierce light bursting from his pupils. The Spiritual Qi within him gathered completely in his dantian, and the vortex abruptly solidified into a blazing Spiritual Qi core. As it shook, an entirely new power thundered outward.
The shackles of the Mortal Fetus Realm shattered completely at that moment!
The spiritual breath of heaven and earth roared. Spiritual light blazed around Qin Yu, his robes billowing and long hair flying. He felt his range of perception abruptly expand. Spiritual Qi no longer flowed sluggishly, but obeyed his heart as readily as his fingers obeyed his arm.
"So this is... Mortal Embryo Realm Greater Accomplishment! One more step, and I'll reach the Spirit Awakening Realm!"
The waterfall's rainbow light intertwined with the spiritual breath of heaven and earth, illuminating his resolute face, as though a newborn god of war were slowly rising between heaven and earth.
The Spiritual Qi vortex within Qin Yu had already solidified into a core. The presence of Mortal Embryo Realm Greater Accomplishment surged powerfully, almost bursting his meridians. Yet he did not stop. Instead, he drew a deep breath, his gaze firm as iron.
"Next step-the Spirit Awakening Realm!"
In an instant, he fiercely circulated his cultivation methods, igniting all the remaining medicinal power within his body.
"Boom-!"
The Spiritual Qi core in his dantian shook violently, like a star in the midst of exploding. Countless streams of Spiritual Qi battered his meridians. His meridians and bones hummed together, and dazzling spiritual light enveloped his entire body.
The waterfall thundered backward! Its rushing waters seemed lifted by some invisible force, surging upward against their flow and transforming into water dragons that filled the sky, circling and roaring in midair.
Gales howled through the forest. The spiritual breath of heaven and earth was forcibly drawn in, rushing toward Qin Yu's body like thousands of soldiers and horses shouting as one. A massive vortex tore open the clouds overhead, thunder faintly rumbling, as though he alone remained between heaven and earth.
A sudden roar erupted in Qin Yu's mind!
His Spiritual Sense was completely opened at that moment, like lightning cleaving the darkness of a long night.
The world before him abruptly changed-he saw the Spiritual Qi flowing everywhere in the air, saw the paths of fluctuations within water droplets, and could even sense the breathing of mountain rocks and the low murmurs of trees.
The presence of all things between heaven and earth became utterly clear at that moment, as though no barrier remained between him and all creation.
"My Spiritual Sense... has opened!"
His heart shook profoundly. His Spiritual Sense instantly spread like a sweeping flood, covering a hundred-zhang radius!
Beneath his Spiritual Sense, every tiny detail of the flying spirit cranes' feathers stood revealed. Crisscrossing cracks in mountain rocks unfolded like a map, and even the heartbeats of small beasts in the forest reached his ears clearly.
"Humm-!"
The Spiritual Qi core within his body abruptly shattered, yet did not dissipate. Instead, it transformed into a brilliantly radiant "ring of spiritual sense," hovering steadily within his dantian. Spiritual Qi and spiritual sense fused completely; from then on, they were no longer mere power, but the resonance of the soul with heaven and earth!
The bluestone plaza beneath the waterfall cracked apart with a thunderous crash! Stone fragments flew up, only to be suspended in midair by the fluctuations of Qin Yu's spiritual sense, frozen without falling, as though even the laws of heaven and earth were obeying his will.
The Spiritual Qi vortex in the sky abruptly contracted, becoming a dazzling pillar of light that descended straight down and enveloped Qin Yu completely.
Seen from afar, he resembled a deity standing at the center of heaven and earth, spiritual light blazing like flame, spear in hand, his presence surging sky-high as though he would pierce the clouds!
The Spirit Awakening Realm-attained!
Qin Yu slowly opened his eyes, spiritual light flickering in his pupils. With a sweep of his gaze, everything between heaven and earth became utterly clear. He softly uttered two words, yet his voice echoed like thunder:
"I succeeded!"
Heaven and earth answered, the sea of clouds roared, and the waterfall shuddered. At that moment, the entire rear mountain witnessed the rise of a young cultivator as he stepped from a mortal body into Spirit Awakening.