Beginning with the Five Animals Fist to Become a Saint

The Gate of Immortal Crossing.

With a heavy snowfall, the entire Cloud Shadow Peak was covered in frost and snow.

Snowflakes were still falling from the sky, though the heavy snowfall had turned into scattered flakes, and the chill remained.

As they walked up the steps toward Cloud Hidden Peak, the cold wind that occasionally blew through the mountains made everyone shiver.

"Cough-cough-"

Every now and then, Jiang Ning coughed a few times.

What Shen Wenyuan heard made him extremely nervous.

He could sense that Jiang Ning had suffered enormous losses in this attempt to break through the formation.

After all, it was an individual using their physical body to move the immense power of heaven and earth.

Just then.

On a distant mountain peak.

A man stood in the snow, looking to be in his forties, with his hands behind his back. He had a refined and gentle demeanor, exuding a scholarly air.

This person was none other than Xia Xuanyan.

Standing in the snow, his figure was slightly blurred, emitting a faint, hazy light, clearly not his true form.

At this moment, he quietly watched this scene on Cloud Hidden Peak, looking at Jiang Ning, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

"What incredible skills! It's a real pity he was born in the wrong era! Otherwise, with his comprehension, becoming an immortal or an ancestor would have been a matter of course!"

"That's fine too!" Xia Xuanyan's smile widened. "That's how he'll be useful to me! I believe he'll understand the trade-offs when I approach him next time."

the other side.

Jiang Ning climbed the steps.

In the darkness, he could feel eyes on him; he had felt this ever since he arrived at Cloud Hidden Peak.

"It must be the blessed land behind the Immortal Crossing Sect!" he thought to himself, his mind slightly focused.

Although he broke the Cloud Sea Misty Sky Formation, he also sensed the profoundness of the ancient era from its mysteries.

He dared not underestimate the current state of the Immortal Crossing Sect.

The Immortal Crossing Sect itself is not scary; what is scary is the power hidden behind it.

A remnant of an era, an accumulation of over a thousand years.

He had no idea just how strong he was.

But he knew that one day he would stand in opposition to these beings, just like the Martial Saint more than eight hundred years ago.

They must either die in battle or suppress the blessed lands and grottoes of the world.

As he pondered this, he coughed twice unintentionally.

His persistent coughing was both a facade and a reflection of his true condition.

When the curse is stored within the body, the body's energy weakens, and the body's resistance to the erosion of the curse's power also weakens.

Just now, his spirit resonated with heaven and earth, and with his understanding of the Winter Treasure Book, he used his own body to leverage the great power of heaven and earth, which indeed consumed a lot of his vital energy, which made the pain and itching in his lungs more obvious.

A variety of thoughts flashed through his mind as he climbed the steps.

The entire route was covered in ice and snow, and the steps were frozen solid with thick ice and snow.

It is difficult for ordinary people to climb.

But those who have come here today are no ordinary people; even the weakest among them are beings of the sixth rank or above.

In this operation, most of the troops, except for those remaining in Guangning City, have been mobilized.

Halfway there, Jiang Ning suddenly stopped.

He glanced behind him.

"Brother Shen, send half of your men down the mountain."

"Okay!" Shen Wenyuan looked at Jiang Ning's expression, didn't ask any more questions, and nodded directly.

He then gave simple instructions: half of the men went down the mountain along the same path they had just taken, while the rest followed Jiang Ning up the mountain.

After a while.

The gate of the Immortal Crossing Gate.

Ascend the steps, and ahead stands a towering white marble gate.

Beyond the gate is a spacious plaza, a plaza carved out of the mountain peak by the sheer power of an individual.

The square was covered with a thick layer of snow.

As soon as Jiang Ning stepped onto the plaza platform, his view opened up, and he was immediately drawn to a person in front of him.

The leader was a man in black robes who appeared to be quite old, no less than forty years old. Jiang Ning only glanced at the people behind him before looking away.

No one was worthy of his attention.

He also knew that now, after the deaths of the two sect leaders, Ji Mingzhou and Li Sixiang, there was no one in the entire Duxian Sect who could be called a strong person.

Nowadays, a third-grade grandmaster is nothing special.

Even a second-grade Grandmaster was not worthy of his attention.

If he weren't so restrained right now and hadn't unleashed his full power, even a second-rank cultivator would have had a hard time stopping him with a single punch, let alone using his strongest technique, the Tai Xu Yin Yang Sword.

His thoughts raced, and his gaze fell on the black-robed man leading the Duxian Sect.

"Not bad!" The black-robed Venerable looked at Jiang Ning and nodded approvingly: "At this age, to be able to comprehend the ultimate principles of heaven and earth and the cycle of seasons so deeply and thoroughly, you deserve to be number one in terms of talent in this world."

Upon hearing these words, Jiang Ning remained calm.

"So you're the one behind the Immortal Crossing Sect?"

“Indeed!” The black-robed venerable one nodded, his face calm: “So do you know what a terrible mistake you made by coming up the mountain this time?”

As he spoke, the black-robed venerable one stood with his hands behind his back, the corner of his robes billowing up like mountain peaks.

His gaze, like a deep well, fell upon Jiang Ning's pale face, but his eyes involuntarily looked down.

"Jiang Ning, you broke the Cloud Sea Bewildering Array with your crippled body, seemingly impressive, but actually foolish!" His voice was calm, yet carried a condescending shrewdness: "Although you are afflicted by a curse-killing technique, such techniques, though profound, are not without ways to break within a complete lineage of Dao. With your talent, if you surrender to us, we will surely open our doors to you and do our utmost to help you break the curse-killing technique. But now you are so careless with your body, the curse is deepening, and once it fully invades your internal organs, even immortals and gods cannot save you."

Upon hearing these words, Jiang Ning slowly revealed a smile, his eyes brightening.

"So that's why I was cursed! To think I'd bow down to some cowardly cowards is just wishful thinking!"

Upon hearing this, the black-robed venerable one still stood with his hands behind his back and slowly shook his head.

"How foolish! What does temporary honor or disgrace matter? So-called ambition, when your vital essence dissipates and your body ages, you will find that nothing is more meaningful than living. Once you die, no matter how great your achievements or how outstanding your talent, you will be nothing more than withered bones in a tomb. But while you are alive, anything is possible!"

"Is this your philosophy?" Jiang Ning stepped forward slowly, his aura gradually rising.

Wisps of crimson flame rose in his pupils.

The snow beneath his feet was also melting rapidly.

"Still want to fight to the death?" The black-robed Venerable sneered, "I admire your courage, but do you know that I cultivate both immortality and martial arts?"

As he spoke, the black-robed venerable one's pupils dilated.

The ice and snow around him melted away, and the primordial energy of heaven and earth surged violently.

The gloom overhead dissipated, and golden rays of sunlight streamed down from the clouds, shining upon him like divine swords.

"I have been a Grandmaster in martial arts for over sixty years, and I have reached the Yang God realm in immortality. Do you still dare to attack me?"

"Why wouldn't I dare?" Jiang Ning said loudly.

His long robes fluttered wildly, and his black hair danced in the wind, all because there was no wind.

At this moment, the entire plaza of the Immortal Crossing Gate was shrouded in a depressing silence.

Just now.

Jiang Ning was enveloped in crimson flames, every drop of blood in his body was burning, and every cell was ignited.

An inexhaustible power erupted from his body.

When this power had accumulated to its peak, he was about to make his move.

"Moo-"

The man in the black robe spoke with a slight parting of his lips.

In an instant, the heavens and earth roared.

The dark clouds overhead dispersed, and sunlight bathed the mountaintop.

All that could be heard was the resounding sound of a great bell overhead.

A roar filled my mind, my consciousness blurred, and I became dazed.

At that moment, Jiang Ning also felt his mind tremble.

His gaze swept in both inward and outward.

Within, he saw his spiritual platform tremble and roar, and an invisible ripple emerged from the boundless darkness within it, spreading towards the center of the platform, where his divine soul resided.

At this time.

The golden soul with its clear features slowly opened its eyes. Above the golden soul's head, a delicate three-story tower was floating.

Originally, only wisps of bright yellow light descended.

At this moment, as if sensing this invisible ripple, a bright yellow aura descended instantly, transforming into a light curtain that enveloped his golden divine soul.

next moment.

The ripples spread out in front of the golden divine soul.

The heavy impact struck the light barrier formed by the bright yellow aura. As the bright yellow aura trembled, the ripple dissipated.

All these changes appear in the mind in less than a moment.

At the same time, the black-robed Venerable looked at Jiang Ning with clear eyes, and his gaze sharpened.

That sound, though invisible, was a secret technique of attacking the soul that he had mastered.

This is also one of the sources of his confidence.

The path of martial arts strengthens the physical body, physique, and vital energy. While it tempers the spirit, it still falls short of the path of immortality.

Therefore, this kind of soul attack targets the weak points of a martial artist.

It is also his reliance and confidence.

However, this attack was completely ineffective.

In an instant, his mind began to wander.

In just a moment, he regained his composure.

He opened his mouth again.

Just then.

boom--

Jiang Ning suddenly moved.

Flames erupted all around him, transforming into a streak of rainbow light that swept straight away.

"Such speed!!" The black-robed Venerable was startled, but then calmed himself down.

Jiang Ning was fast, but his mind was even faster.

Knowing that Ji Mingzhou had fallen at Jiang Ning's hands, he naturally couldn't be careless and took on the mission without any preparation, leaving the cave.

Before he arrived, he had made many preparations in case of any unforeseen circumstances.

The next moment, as his inner thoughts flowed.

A talisman appeared out of thin air in front of him.

Then the talisman emitted golden light, instantly transforming into a light curtain that adhered to his body.

This is another place, even stronger than the cave heaven where the Flying Immortal Sect is located, specializing in talismanic arts, and the golden light talismans drawn by the Divine Talisman Sect.

It was created by the Immortal of One Origin, a product that combines the Dao and the Dharma.

Bathed in golden light, all evil spirits are warded off, and one becomes indestructible.

In terms of physical strength, he knew he could not compare to a traditional martial artist.

After all, this was only a sideline for him.

clang--

A deafening roar.

Jiang Ning felt as if his fist had landed on the solid bell, and a strong recoil force came from it.

He abruptly stepped back.

The black-robed venerable one was blasted away like a cannonball.

"So strong!!" Impacted by the aftershock of Jiang Ning's punch, the black-robed Venerable felt his body churning, his blood surging and rising, and his internal organs seeming to shift.

He saw the golden light surrounding him dim by thirty percent in an instant.

"It can still withstand two more punches!!"

Upon noticing this change, he was even more horrified.

This golden talisman was created by a primordial immortal.

However, he could only withstand two punches from Jiang Ning.

In an instant, all confidence vanished from my heart.

Three punches can break the golden light talisman made by the primordial spirit immortal. Without this protection, how can he withstand it?

Even in this era, talismans cannot display the power of the ancient times.

However, he also knew the power of this talisman; it could only save the life of an ordinary first-rank official for a short while.

However, Jiang Ning was able to break the Golden Light Talisman with three punches at this moment.

With a sudden thought, he prepared to leave.

"What kind of fist technique is this?" he asked loudly again, trying to distract Jiang Ning.

"The Heaven-Opening Fist!" Jiang Ning said casually.

The retreating figure stopped, then took a step forward.

In an instant, as if traveling through time and space, he appeared in front of the black-robed venerable one who was flying backward.

Only then did his voice come from behind.

He threw another punch.

Compared to the previous punch, he mobilized two more units of force from his entire body.

The fist falls from the top.

clang--

Another sound, like a hammer striking a great bell, rang out.

Boom!!
The black-robed venerable one suddenly turned sharply downwards and crashed down towards the ground.

With that earth-shattering roar, the ground continued to collapse and the rocks continued to crumble.

The solid Cloud Hidden Peak could not stop the black-robed Venerable's sinking body for the time being.

With the martial arts cultivation of a second-grade Grandmaster, the sturdiness of his body has long surpassed that of ordinary refined iron.

At this moment, the crimson flames that had risen from Jiang Ning's body dissipated, and his surging aura rapidly declined.

He has already interrupted the supernatural power of the Heart Fire Calamity.

Then a faint feeling of weakness welled up inside me.

He raised his hand and a golden light flashed, revealing a pill. He then put the pill into his mouth.

As his breathing improved, his complexion regained some color, and his expression gradually returned to normal.

At this moment, underground, all was silent.

The square was also completely silent.

Yun Yinzi looked at Jiang Ning at this moment, his pupils filled with fear.

Two punches! He defeated the Venerable One from the Flying Immortal Sect in his eyes with just two punches.

Before he could finish a cup of tea, he still remembered the black-robed venerable man's confident and composed demeanor, which revealed a deep-seated contempt for Jiang Ning.

But at this moment, only Jiang Ning remained in the square.

As for the black-robed venerable one, he was blasted into the ground with a single punch, and then there was no further sound.

It was clearly a case of either death or serious injury.

Heaven-Opening Fist!

Jiang Ning's answer just now came back to his mind.

"Such powerful boxing skills!" he thought to himself.

at the same time.

Underground.

The black-robed venerable one lay amidst a pile of hard rocks, his golden light now extinguished.

His limbs were paralyzed and he could hardly move.

That punch not only shattered the golden light talisman's protection, but also nearly broke his bones and muscles.

Even with the powerful vitality of a second-grade Grandmaster, it would be difficult to heal such an injury in a short period of time.

Heaven-Opening Fist!!
The name of the boxing technique that Jiang Ning had just mentioned also came to mind.

He took a deep breath.

He suddenly felt a sharp, piercing pain, as if a needle were sticking into his lungs, causing his mouth to twitch.

"Such formidable strength!"

"What an overbearing fist technique!!"

"If I go up there now, he'll definitely punch me to death!!"

Thoughts swirled in my mind.

He immediately sent out a distress signal.

at this time.

Jiang Ning couldn't help but glance down at his feet.

He sensed a spatial fluctuation emanating from underground.

Since the Taixu Yin Yang Sword entered a new stage and a new world, his perception and understanding of space have become even deeper.

"Is it a cry for help?" A thought flashed through his mind. (End of Chapter)