The immortal antiquity spiritual vein · Shaking Taiyan

The next morning, golden dawn spilled through the sea of clouds. Qin Yu, Zhao Xinyu, and Yang Zheng had already left the valley where they had briefly rested and continued toward the deeper reaches of the Immortal Vein Ruins. As they advanced, the scenery around them suddenly underwent an earth-shaking transformation.

The world before their eyes seemed to become a magnificent scroll depicting divine miracles.

At first glance, the heavens stretched high and distant. Pillars of light descended from the horizon through layered seas of golden clouds, like the gazes of gods, illuminating the entire land in golden splendor. Mountains and rivers surrounded them, and waterfalls plunged from the clouds, their waters refracting seven-colored brilliance in midair, like an endless river of stars pouring into the mortal world.

In the distance, layers of enormous golden ring-shaped structures floated in the air, like solidified imprints of the laws of heaven and earth. Each layer radiated ancient pressure and boundless sanctity. The colossal rings seemed to pierce heaven and earth, reaching from the clouds into the endless starry sky, surrounded by star-like points of light and emanating unfathomable Dao resonance.

The land beneath their feet was equally astonishing. Snow-white temple ruins dotted the lush primeval forests. Ancient runes carved into broken pillars still shimmered with faint spiritual light. Whenever the wind blew, ancient thunder and the low murmurs of the Great Dao echoed between heaven and earth, as though recounting past glory and the vicissitudes of time.

And when the three stepped inside, they seemed to enter a world that utterly transcended the mortal realm:

High above, floating islands hung over the sea of clouds like scattered stars. Waterfalls surged over their edges, becoming curtains of water suspended in the air before falling into azure bays below, like an immortal paradise.

On the ground, golden palaces hundreds of zhang tall stood against the mountains, piercing the clouds. Stairways seemingly paved with white jade extended between heaven and earth, like steps leading to the gods.

At the farthest point, nine pillars of light descended together, connecting the entire land and sky like gates reaching the heavens, inspiring awe.

Qin Yu gazed at the magnificent spectacle before him, his heart trembling despite himself. He murmured, "Is this... really a ruin? It's clearly an ancient immortal domain."

A crystalline gleam shone in Zhao Xinyu's eyes. She said softly, "No wonder the sect sent outer disciples here to patrol... The presence contained in this place already far surpasses an ordinary cultivation ground. Perhaps... it really does conceal a supreme opportunity."

Yang Zheng swallowed, both awestruck and hot-blooded. "Brother Yu, if we can temper ourselves properly here, our strength will definitely advance further! If we obtain this place's legacy... that would truly be ascending to heaven in a single step!"

The three stood at the entrance to the resplendent Immortal Vein Ruins. The road beneath their feet seemed paved with gold, extending into endless depths as though beckoning them onward.

As Qin Yu, Zhao Xinyu, and Yang Zheng ventured deeper into the Immortal Vein Ruins, the atmosphere grew increasingly heavy, as though even the air was steeped in ancient sanctity and taboo. Suddenly, heaven and earth rumbled, and an indescribable force surged from above the firmament.

The clouds hanging in the highest heavens were forcibly torn apart, as though the curtain of the sky had shattered, revealing a mysterious rune of indescribable immensity. It spanned the entire sky, fully a thousand li across. Its lines flowed like a celestial river pouring down, and ancient, intricate patterns constantly flashed between its strokes, as though recording the words of creation from when heaven and earth first opened.

The rune radiated infinite pressure. Vast numbers of golden motes continuously spilled from it, each like a miniature star, crystalline and brilliant, illuminating the entire land. As they fell, they did not drift aimlessly, but followed their own trajectories, outlining crisscrossing golden veins that seemed poised to cover heaven and earth completely.

In that instant, the entire world seemed enveloped in a golden sea of stars. Mountains, forests, waterfalls, and floating islands all shone as though cast from gold. The contours of heaven and earth blurred, leaving only the mysterious rune hanging in the heavens to rule over everything.

As the golden light flowed, waves of deep rumbling sounded in the air, like countless gods chanting scriptures in unison. Every syllable reverberated deep within the three's soul seas, shaking their minds, as though their souls had been seen through.

Zhao Xinyu gripped Moon-Congealing Frost tightly, astonishment flashing in her beautiful eyes. "This... this rune looks like a sealing inscription of the ancient immortal race! Could some unspeakable existence be sealed in the depths of these ruins?"

Cold sweat covered Yang Zheng's forehead. His Adam's apple bobbed, and his voice was low. "Brother Yu... I feel my Fate Soul trembling... That rune seems able to see straight through everything about a person. Even the most secret thoughts can't hide."

Qin Yu's expression was grave, his gaze profound. He stared fixedly at the rune in the sky, his heart trembling in time with the golden light, as though his entire being had been drawn into it. He murmured, "This isn't merely a seal... It's more like a projection of the laws of heaven and earth... If I'm not mistaken, this rune... is the key to the ruins' true core."

As he spoke, the falling golden motes began gathering slowly, as though guided by something. They gradually condensed into several pillars of light that landed at different points across the land. Each pillar seemed like a doorway leading into an unknown world.

At that moment, all three understood-the true trial of the Immortal Vein Ruins was finally about to begin.

The golden pillars finally stabilized completely between heaven and earth. Their rumbling sounded like divine drums, every beat reverberating through the three's soul seas.

The first pillar suddenly fluctuated violently. Immediately afterward, a boom that seemed to come from an abyss of antiquity resounded throughout the ruins. At the pillar's center, golden light condensed into a colossus a hundred zhang tall.

Its entire body was woven from pure runes and golden light, as though it was not a physical object, but a forced manifestation of the laws of heaven and earth. Its face was indistinct; only two blazing pupils, like the sun and moon, could be seen looking down upon all living beings. It wore ancient armor mottled with cracks, and a constantly rotating runic formation ring was inscribed upon its chest. Every turn stirred the surrounding Spiritual Qi into surging waves.

When the colossus stepped down, the earth abruptly split. Countless cracks spread like a spiderweb, and even the air collapsed with them. Its presence was oppressive and heavy, like a god descending from the highest heavens. Zhao Xinyu and Yang Zheng's breath caught, their legs nearly buckling to their knees.

Zhao Xinyu tightened her grip on Moon-Congealing Frost, her gaze focusing slightly. Her low voice trembled. "This... this is a runic guardian! It isn't a true living being. It was born from the laws of the Immortal Vein Ruins, specifically to test intruders."

Yang Zheng raised his head with difficulty, sweat sliding down his forehead. "Its presence... is even more terrifying than that black dragon at major accomplishment of the Yuan Transformation Realm! Brother Yu, this thing... probably has strength equivalent to at least the Mystic Understanding Realm!"

Qin Yu did not retreat. Instead, a fierce gleam kindled in his eyes. He stepped forward, and the Spirit Annihilation Sword and Spear of Ashen Annihilation appeared simultaneously, their edges shining in the radiance as though poised to tear the void apart.

"No matter what kind of guardian you are-if you seek to block my path, I will break you with my spear and cleave you with my sword!"

As his words fell, the golden colossus slowly raised its arm. Its enormous hand was formed entirely of runes and laws, like the heavens pressing down. It abruptly struck, collapsing the void directly into a vortex. A violent impact of spiritual power blasted toward the three like heaven falling and earth splitting.

In an instant, heaven and earth changed color, wind and clouds surged wildly, and golden lightning thundered down between the pillars, illuminating the entire ruins!

Zhao Xinyu cried out sharply and swung Moon-Congealing Frost. Sword light poured forth like moonlight, and layers of light screens instantly unfolded, barely blocking the colossal hand of spiritual power descending from above. Yang Zheng roared at the same time, his spirit sword unleashing Heng Mountain Sword Art · Mountain Crushing the Summit. Sword Qi surged like collapsing mountains, just managing to hold back the golden lightning.

Qin Yu gripped his battle spear tightly, circulating Spiritual Qi furiously. Earth-shaking fluctuations erupted around him. As the spear vibrated, it became an incomparably brilliant streak of light, thrusting straight toward the runic formation ring on the colossus's chest!

Heaven and earth rumbled. Golden light crossed with sword and spear, and the entire ruins seemed forcibly torn into two worlds!

The golden colossus's first strike seemed intent on crushing heaven and earth completely. Its descending hand carried rumbling runes and golden lightning, instantly enveloping the entire valley. The compressed air let out a piercing shriek, as though even space would collapse.

Zhao Xinyu acted decisively, raising Moon-Congealing Frost horizontally and driving all the Spiritual Qi within her. Moonlight abruptly surged around her, and her blade danced out curved bands of light, forming a Moon's Protective Screen that froze the void. Layer upon layer of sword screens, like a canopy woven from moonlight, blocked the space above the three, forcibly enduring the colossal hand's crushing force.

**Clang, clang, clang-**deafening cracks erupted. Moon's Protective Screen fractured repeatedly, yet remained immensely tenacious. Zhao Xinyu cried out, her dark hair dancing wildly. Most of the primal power within her was consumed almost instantly, and a trace of blood seeped from the corner of her lips, but she gritted her teeth and held on, determination filling her eyes.

At the same time, Yang Zheng shouted, unleashing his sword art at full power as Heng Mountain Sword Art · Mountain Crushing the Summit erupted. Veins bulged along his arms, and the spirit sword in his hand became the phantom of a thousand-zhang mountain, crashing against the descending golden lightning. Mountain and lightning collided, as though tearing a rift through heaven and earth. Violent tremors shook the entire valley, sending shattered stones flying like a torrential downpour.

Boom! Yang Zheng was shaken until blood sprayed wildly from his mouth, and he staggered backward, but he held tightly to the sword, refusing to let its phantom shatter.

Qin Yu chose the most direct method.

Blazing light abruptly erupted from his eyes. Spiritual Qi surged wildly within him, and the Spear of Ashen Annihilation swept across the sky! The Spiritual Qi gathered at its tip resembled lightning that could tear through everything, trailing endless afterimages through the void.

"Heaven-Guiding Strike!"

He leaped up, his entire body becoming a shadow of lightning as his battle spear descended from the sky.

An arcing blade of Spiritual Qi instantly cleaved through the void and struck the rotating runic formation ring on the colossus's chest.

Crack!!!

A deep fissure was cleaved into the runic formation ring. Its runic light flickered violently, and the colossus abruptly halted, as though gravely wounded. The radiance around its body dimmed in an instant.

Zhao Xinyu's eyes lit up, and she cried, "It worked! The formation ring is its weakness!"

Yet the next moment, the runes on the colossus's chest began repairing themselves. New patterns of light surged from the fissure and entwined anew, almost restoring it within mere breaths. At the same time, two golden beams as thick as celestial rivers suddenly burst from its eyes, hurtling straight toward Qin Yu!

Zhao Xinyu cried out, "Watch out! This is its soul trial-"

The beams carried not mere force, but a terrifying attack that struck directly at the soul and Fate Soul.

In midair, Qin Yu's mind shook violently. He felt his soul sea churning, seemingly about to be forcibly torn apart. His face instantly paled, his mind buzzed, and he nearly fell from the air!

At this critical moment, Yang Zheng roared. His sword art changed abruptly as he unleashed Heng Mountain Sword Art · Balanced Force Break. His sword swept across the beams with the force to split mountains and shatter stone. Though it failed to sever them completely, it shielded Qin Yu through the most fatal instant.

Not to be outdone, Zhao Xinyu held Moon-Congealing Frost in both hands and danced its blade, unleashing Frost Moon Flowing Light. Cold moonlight poured down, weakening the beams somewhat.

Qin Yu abruptly regained clarity and growled through gritted teeth, "We can't stay on the defensive!"

Spiritual Qi surged within him. Gripping his spear with both hands, he squeezed out every last bit of spiritual power, preparing to use Spirit Spear Fleeting Shadow to rush before the colossus's chest and disrupt the rhythm of its rune repairs.

The three finally entered a true battle of life and death against this runic guardian!

Under their combined efforts, the runic colossus shattered with a thunderous crash. Runes filled the sky, becoming a meteor shower of flowing light. Heaven and earth shook, as though the barrier deep within the ruins had been completely opened.

The next instant, the scene before them changed abruptly.

The rubble and broken walls beneath their feet vanished without a trace, replaced by an ancient celestial river road seemingly formed from converging golden divine springs.

The road wound out through clouds and mist, golden cascades flowing over its surface. Its waters rolled like endless radiant clouds, every drop refracting the flickering of countless runes, as though they were the essence of the source of heaven and earth. The streams poured over both sides of the road, forming boundless golden waterfalls that plunged into the abyss of the cloud sea.

The cloud sea churned, and thunder rumbled faintly, only making the ancient road seem more sacred. In the distance, a magnificent curtain of sky split open in the firmament. A platinum pillar of light descended from above, piercing the clouds like the summons of some ancient divine temple.

Qin Yu stood in concentration, feeling his heart pounding violently. The Fate Soul Primordium within him trembled wildly at that moment, seemingly answering the rhythm of this world.

Zhao Xinyu said softly, "This is... the immortal vein's true source..."

The golden ancient road was reflected in her eyes, and unconcealable astonishment filled her beautiful face.

Yang Zheng could not help murmuring, "This place... is countless times grander than any immortal vein we've seen in the White Cloud Sect..."

The golden ancient road extended between the cloud sea and waterfalls of light. The pillar and temple-like silhouette at its end seemed to await their ascent, to welcome an unknown opportunity, or perhaps... an even more terrifying ordeal.

The three carefully stepped onto the golden ancient road. The instant their first steps landed, they all felt an unprecedented tremor, as though the flowing golden light beneath their feet was not solid matter, but limitless spiritual power made manifest.

Qin Yu's body abruptly shook. He felt the Spiritual Qi deep in his dantian ignite and surge wildly. His blood vessels and meridians seemed to be flooded by an invisible divine spring, scorching hot, as though they would break through their shackles the next instant.

This power... is practically forcing my cultivation upward! Qin Yu was inwardly aghast. Cold sweat beaded on his forehead, yet he dared not take a step back.

Zhao Xinyu gave a soft gasp, her delicate body trembling slightly. The Spiritual Qi within her also surged like a tide. The spiritual patterns on Moon-Congealing Frost vibrated on their own, and the blade rang clearly again and again, as though sensing the source of the immortal vein here. A golden wind lifted her long hair, and her entire figure seemed bathed in moonlight, her beauty beyond the mortal world.

Yang Zheng gripped his sword hilt tightly, his eyes filled with delighted surprise. "Brother Yu, Xinyu, this ancient road is helping us cultivate! I feel my sword art rapidly becoming more cohesive, like an invisible hand is helping refine all the primal power in my body until it flows perfectly!"

His voice trembled slightly, carrying both shock and irrepressible excitement.

The three continued forward. With every step, the spiritual power accumulated within them rose sharply. The golden ancient road was like a silent river of spiritual power, continuously pouring immortal vein essence into their bodies. Qin Yu even felt the power condensed within his dantian beginning to touch the deeper textures of the Yuan Transformation Realm.

The golden runes in the sky trembled in response. Countless motes of light poured down like falling stars, enveloping the three. Upon landing on their bodies, the motes became runic brands that flashed briefly before disappearing into their skin, meridians, and Fate Soul Primordia.

This ancient road... can not only increase spiritual power, but also cleanse our Fate Souls and Spiritual Sense! Qin Yu was inwardly shaken. Sweat slid down his cheeks from his forehead, but his gaze grew ever more resolute.

At this moment, the three seemed to be forcibly pushed onto an entirely new level. They knew that if they could persevere to the end, their cultivation and combat strength would likely undergo an unprecedented transformation.

On the golden ancient road, spiritual power surged down like a raging flood, and the three seemed to be walking upstream. The radiance beneath their feet was not peaceful spiritual power, but a scouring torrent carrying lightning and fierce flames, mercilessly battering their bodies and Fate Souls.

Yang Zheng's body was the first to show an abnormal reaction. The sword in his hand trembled violently, his veins bulged, and his face flushed crimson. The raging Spiritual Qi forcibly squeezed into his meridians, like countless blades tearing through his body.

"Aah-!"

He could not help letting out a heart-rending roar, his entire body nearly torn apart by the force.

Yet with his first roar, his presence abruptly climbed. His Qi at initial entry into the Qi Condensation Realm was driven forward by the crushing torrent of spiritual power, instantly breaking through its shackles and crashing into the middle stage of the Qi Condensation Realm!

His body trembled violently. Faint patterns of intertwined wind and lightning appeared on his blade, and his sword intent raged like exploding thunder. Yet the scouring spiritual power did not stop. Instead, it grew more violent, as though intent on crushing him completely.

Yang Zheng clenched his teeth, a bloody roar spilling from his throat. The tremors drove both knees down onto the ancient road, sparks flying beneath them, but he stubbornly held on and refused to yield.

"Break... for me!!"

With this furious shout, the torrent of Spiritual Qi seemed to be cleaved open. His meridians instantly expanded, all his long-unopened acupoints opened, and primal power surged and howled within him.

With a thunderous surge, his cultivation broke through again, reaching major accomplishment of the Qi Condensation Realm!

Countless golden runic motes gathered from the sky and poured into his body. His sword light abruptly blossomed into a wind-and-lightning blade several zhang long, and his presence multiplied severalfold. Standing on the ancient road, he resembled a newly formed sword god of war.

Qin Yu and Zhao Xinyu watched Yang Zheng complete his breakthrough amid pain and furious roars, their eyes filled with exhilaration, but they too were enduring purgatorial torment. The golden torrent showed no mercy. The next moment, they would also face the ultimate test of their limits.

Above the golden ancient road, the Spiritual Qi torrent had fully transformed into a heavenly waterfall, descending from the firmament and crashing onto Zhao Xinyu's frail body. At that moment, she resembled a lone boat pressed between heaven and earth, on the verge of capsizing.

"Cough-!" Blood sprayed from her lips. Within the raging spiritual light, the droplets evaporated into mist and vanished. Her hand gripped Moon-Congealing Frost tightly, her pale knuckles gleaming coldly in the light.

Boom!

Spiritual Qi surged into her meridians again, like thousands of troops and horses trampling a field of withered grass. Her meridians tore inch by inch, her blood boiled, and her bones felt as though struck by a giant hammer. Zhao Xinyu's body shook violently. Sweat and blood mingled at her brow and soaked her clothes.

"I... can't stop... can't lose..." she murmured, her voice hoarse, yet carrying an almost crazed stubbornness.

At that moment, Moon-Congealing Frost finally awakened completely. Icy blue radiance abruptly blossomed from its blade, like a cold moon falling from the highest heavens into the mortal world. Countless strands of frosty brilliance flowed around her, protecting her body. Each reflected her will, forcibly freezing the incoming Spiritual Qi into layer upon layer of frost shields.

Crack, crack, crack-!

The shields shattered again and again, then condensed anew. Amid this pain, her presence gradually sublimated, her original might at major accomplishment of the Qi Condensation Realm climbing steadily.

Deep within her dantian, Spiritual Qi had already condensed into a vortex. It abruptly shattered, transforming into a more substantial power. Amid violent tremors, a phantom emerged from her Fate Soul, like a cold moon hanging silently above her sea of consciousness.

"Haaah-!"

Zhao Xinyu abruptly threw back her head, her clear cry shaking the golden ancient road. Her hair flew, and her eyes resembled frost and snow reflecting the moon. In an instant, the Spiritual Qi between heaven and earth was actually drawn by her sword light, becoming countless icy blue sword rays like shattered stars, gathering upon Moon-Congealing Frost.

As she swung her sword-

Boom!!!

Her sword light cleaved straight into the torrent. Icy blue and golden radiance exploded in midair, shaking heaven and earth. A gap was forcibly torn through the torrent, and frosty brilliance danced across the sky like pouring moonlight.

The transformation within her body was complete. The vortex in her dantian became a sea of primal power, her Fate Soul phantom stabilized, and her Spiritual Sense abruptly expanded, sensing the pulsations of the laws of heaven and earth.

Zhao Xinyu's presence abruptly soared as she officially reached initial entry into the Yuan Transformation Realm!

She stood within the torrent, holding Moon-Congealing Frost. Moonlight flowed around her, its icy blue radiance reflecting against the golden ancient road. Though her figure swayed and her face was pale, her sharp, resolute presence resembled that of a true god of war beneath the moon.

"Finally... I succeeded." She murmured softly. Though weak, her voice carried unconcealable joy and pride.

Qin Yu and Yang Zheng were both deeply shaken by the sight. Zhao Xinyu, their companion, had finally entered a new realm through blood and will, becoming a true powerhouse capable of standing on her own.

The golden ancient road rumbled without cease. Above Qin Yu, the Spiritual Qi torrent gathered into countless rivers like raging waves, pouring down with the might of destruction and rebirth.

Boom!!!

The violent spiritual torrent struck Qin Yu fiercely, like lightning crashing into the sea. His bones cracked in an instant, his blood surged like an erupting volcano, and his meridians tore like countless fine threads. Blood instantly filled his mouth and nose, only to evaporate into mist within the torrent of spiritual light.

He knelt for half an instant, then immediately forced himself upright. Both hands gripped the Spear of Ashen Annihilation tightly, his presence surging wildly, radiance like a collapsing galaxy kindling in his eyes.

"Aah-!!!"

Qin Yu roared, his voice shaking and splitting the valley like an ancient beast awakening. The torrent surged into his dantian. The sea of primal power within abruptly expanded, was instantly torn apart, then reshaped into an even deeper vortex. The vortex erupted amid the tremors, becoming a nebula-like primal sea that swept through his entire sea of consciousness.

Crack, crack, crack-!

His bones repeatedly broke and were reborn as the torrent repaired them. Every inch was branded with golden patterns, and blazing radiance shone through his flesh, like a battle body reforged from divine iron.

At that moment, Qin Yu's sea of consciousness abruptly burst open.

A gray Fate Soul phantom shot into the sky, surrounded by countless fragments of golden radiance, as though a primordial world had been forcibly peeled away. The Fate Soul phantom suddenly opened its eyes, and the Spiritual Qi between heaven and earth instantly halted, as though frozen by an invisible will.

Rumble!!!

The sky abruptly darkened. Countless bolts of lightning fell from the firmament, gathering into a sea of lightning that struck toward Qin Yu. Flames, frost, fierce winds, and rifts in the void appeared simultaneously, as though heaven and earth were subjecting him to a final trial.

Qin Yu was already drenched in blood, but he raised the Spear of Ashen Annihilation and abruptly roared:

"Break-for me!"

Heaven-Guiding Strike!

The Spear of Ashen Annihilation rose high, carrying overwhelming primal power and the might of his Fate Soul, then cleaved down fiercely. An arcing blade of destructive light thundered through the firmament and collided with the sea of lightning, flames, and frost.

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom!!!

Heaven and earth instantly exploded. Light pierced the vast sky, blazing like a thousand falling suns. Golden radiance, gray light, lightning, and fire intertwined into a destructive sea of stars. Countless peaks collapsed, and the void cracked, as though the world itself were making way for this strike.

The torrent was forcibly suppressed. The primal power within Qin Yu completely transformed into incomparably surging Yuan Transformation power. His Fate Soul phantom was no longer a primordium, but had taken on a clear outline, with a gray, ring-shaped Void Realm appearing behind it.

His Spiritual Sense expanded with a thunderous surge, covering a hundred li. Every fluctuation of the laws of heaven and earth was clearly reflected before his eyes.

His presence climbed wildly, breaking through initial entry, the middle stage, and the late stage of the Yuan Transformation Realm-until he reached major accomplishment of the Yuan Transformation Realm!

At this moment, Qin Yu stood on the golden ancient road, his figure enveloped in gray and golden radiance, like the sole pillar of all heavens and myriad worlds. His spearpoint angled forward, bearing the majesty of destruction and rebirth.

Of the three, his breakthrough was the most terrifying, like the opening of heaven and earth, making the world tremble.

Deep within the Immortal Vein Ruins, the presences of three breakthroughs erupted at the same moment, like three newborn stars.

Zhao Xinyu's presence was cold and distant, her moonlight-like sword intent flowing through the void. Her Fate Soul Primordium resembled a crescent moon, its silver radiance gentle, yet capable of freezing heaven and earth. When she broke through to major accomplishment of the Qi Condensation Realm, spiritual light fell around her like snowflakes. Cold spread across the ancient road, freezing shattered rocks and ancient formation inscriptions into frost.

Yang Zheng's presence resembled raging waves and mountains, his sword's momentum as heavy as a mountain. His Fate Soul had begun to manifest, and a phantom seemingly formed from a verdant peak ten thousand zhang tall towered behind him. Every heartbeat rumbled like a mountain, and his sword's momentum was steady and indestructible. When he broke through to initial entry into the Yuan Transformation Realm, his sword's momentum crushed cracks into the ground. The Spiritual Qi around the ancient road flowed into him like a hundred rivers returning to the sea.

Qin Yu's presence was the most terrifying. Gray light intertwined with golden radiance, and his Fate Soul had completely taken shape. A ring-shaped Void Realm appeared faintly behind him, swallowing and releasing all things, as though the logic of the world itself would be rewritten. Standing on the ancient road, he broke through to major accomplishment of the Yuan Transformation Realm. In an instant, heaven and earth rumbled, and a gray halo spread a hundred li, crushing cracks into even the void.

The three presences intertwined, actually forming a magnificent scene high in the heavens:

A silver moon hung in the sky, like Zhao Xinyu's sword soul;

A verdant peak rose from the earth, like Yang Zheng's sword spirit;

A gray ring-shaped realm slowly rotated, resembling Qin Yu's Fate Soul domain.

The three stood side by side, their three phenomena illuminating one another, like the three aspects of immortal antiquity appearing anew, shining over the entire ruins. Deep within the ancient road, lost inscriptions and symbols lit up in response to their presences. Rays of immortal light rose, as though welcoming new inheritors.

Meanwhile, ten thousand li away, within the White Cloud Sect's inner halls, an elder with white hair and beard sat cross-legged atop a magnificent ancient hall. His cultivation had reached greater completion of the Soul Foundation Realm, making him a sect-guarding existence of the White Cloud Sect.

Suddenly, the spiritual veins of heaven and earth trembled. His brow flashed, and a vast Spiritual Sense pierced the firmament, detecting the phenomena within the Immortal Vein Ruins.

"Hmm?"

He slowly opened his eyes. They were as profound as a sea of stars, their light illuminating the entire hall.

"Finally... disciples have withstood the Spiritual Qi torrent in the immortal antiquity vein and obtained immortal vein Spiritual Qi..."

The elder murmured, his tone carrying a trace of delighted surprise and astonishment. He knew all too well that the immortal antiquity vein was a place where even many heavenly geniuses recoiled, yet now three disciples had broken through simultaneously and left such phenomena between heaven and earth.

"It seems... this generation of the White Cloud Sect is about to welcome a true variable."

His hands invisibly formed a seal, and a gray thread of karma appeared, faintly resonating with the direction where Qin Yu stood. Then he slowly closed his eyes, but he had already engraved the three into his memory.