Beginning with the Five Animals Fist to Become a Saint

In the wilderness.

The night was as still as water, and a bright moon rose from the west, slowly gliding across the sky before gradually setting in the east.

The moon gradually sank in the east, and the sky gradually brightened.

In the distant eastern sky, a wisp of dawn appeared.

Just then.

In the dimly lit cave.

"coming!"

Jiang Ning, who was sitting cross-legged like a statue, was suddenly startled.

He sensed a sudden change occurring within his spiritual center.

The swirling, chaotic egg, enveloped in a dense yin-yang light, suddenly stopped spinning.

Immediately afterwards, an indescribable tremor came from the deepest part of the Dao Embryo.

It was as if a god who had been asleep for eternity had opened his eyes, or as if it were the first heartbeat at the beginning of chaos.

Deep and vast, carrying the immense power to create everything.

"Boom-"

"Boom-"

"Boom-"

Every heartbeat, every pulse, resonated with the energy and blood throughout his body.

Blood surged like a river bursting its banks, bones hummed like gold and jade clashing, internal organs trembled, and meridians vibrated.

His entire body trembled slightly at the heartbeat that originated from the very source of his soul.

Inside the cave, golden light and purple mist uncontrollably emanated from the pores of his body, intertwining and swirling, reflecting off the stone walls with dazzling brilliance.

The surface of the underground river beneath them rippled with an invisible rhythm.

At this moment, the mind and consciousness are in turmoil.

The Yin-Yang Mystic Light that originally enveloped the Dao Embryo suddenly intensified to its extreme.

The black and white light swirled, collided, and merged wildly, forming a huge, rapidly spinning vortex of light.

At the center of the light vortex, fine, spiderweb-like cracks began to appear on the surface of the murky egg.

The cracks are not chaotic, but rather present a mysterious and unpredictable trajectory, faintly outlining the shape of the Tai Chi Yin-Yang symbol, or like the manifestation of the Dao patterns at the beginning of the separation of heaven and earth.

The cracks spread faster and faster, accompanied by an increasingly clear and intense internal throbbing.

Jiang Ning completely immersed himself in it, eliminating all distracting thoughts, and used all his spiritual senses to feel and welcome this final transformation that had been brewing for who knows how long.

He knew that his primordial spirit would break free from its shell at this very moment.

"Snap—"

A soft sound rang out.

Though the sound was soft, it reached the depths of the soul.

On the surface of the tire, a main crack first penetrates through.

In an instant, an indescribable burst of brilliant light shot out from the crack.

The light was neither black nor white, neither gold nor purple, but rather presented a primordial color, like the beginning of chaos, before the distinction between yin and yang.

Clear and pure, yet containing infinite possibilities for the evolution of all things.

"Click, click, click..."

The sounds of shattering blended together, and the outer shell of the Dao Embryo peeled away piece by piece in the light, turning into specks of crystalline light rain that merged into the surrounding swirling Yin-Yang Mystic Light.

The next moment, the outer shell was completely removed.

At the core of the light, a tiny figure, shrunk countless times and bearing the exact same appearance as Jiang Ning, sat quietly in meditation.

The little figure was as clear as jade, with black and white energy flowing beneath its skin, and a halo of chaotic light faintly appearing between its brows.

With eyes closed and a serene expression, he exuded an air of detachment and indifference, as if looking down upon all living beings.

This is his primordial spirit!
He vaguely saw nine layers of Yin-Yang Mystic Light emanating from the primordial spirit figure.

It's hazy and indistinct, not real.

But it truly exists.

At this moment, looking at the little figure of his primordial spirit in his spiritual platform, he felt immense joy.

After much effort, he finally completed the final transformation of his soul at this moment, ultimately giving birth to the Yin-Yang Primordial Spirit.

The primordial spirit is newly formed and seems to be adapting to this new form of existence.

It twitched its fingers slightly, and its eyelids fluttered.

The next moment, those tightly closed eyes suddenly opened!

It has no pupils and no whites of the eyes.

In his left eye, a blazing, pure white light, as intense as the sun, slowly rotated, possessing the power to burn everything in its path.

Within his right eye, a cool, dark halo, as clear as the bright moon, flowed silently, possessing the power to freeze the void.

The instant the yin-yang eyes opened and closed.

"boom!!!"

An invisible, terrifying pressure erupted from the cave where Jiang Ning was located, sweeping in all directions!
Outside the cave, within a radius of ten miles, birds and beasts have vanished, and insects lie dormant. Ancient trees reaching for the sky rustle without wind, their branches and leaves whispering as if bowing to some supreme being.

The rocks trembled slightly, and the earth's spiritual energy gathered wildly, forming a visible vortex of spiritual energy above the cave. The black and white colors intertwined and slowly rotated, connecting the sky and the earth.

Inside the cave, the scene was even more terrifying.

Jiang Ning remained seated, but between his brows appeared tiny, translucent figures, each about an inch high, taking a step forward.

The little figure grew taller with the wind, instantly transforming into the same size as Jiang Ning, hovering three feet above his head.

Astral projection!

At this moment, the primordial spirit is more solid and radiant than what can be seen through internal vision.

The entire body was shrouded in a hazy, chaotic halo. The Yin and Yang energies were like two agile dragons, with layers upon layers of Yin and Yang mysterious light spreading out, seemingly nine layers, or perhaps countless layers.

It was accompanied by a faint purple aura.

His left eye was blazing white, his right eye was dark and shadowy. Wherever his gaze swept, the space seemed to ripple, and the boundary between matter and energy became blurred.

The primordial spirit lowered its head, looking down at its physical body below.

The body, which had undergone countless temperings and possessed heaven-defying characteristics such as the Great Sun Divine Body and the Dragon-Tiger Golden Core, and had just devoured the Dragon Essence and a massive amount of dragon flesh and blood, making it a treasure among mortals, seemed somewhat "heavy" and "sluggish" in the perception of the primordial spirit, as if it were bound by something invisible.

There is a feeling of stagnation, as if one is stuck in a quagmire.

"Is this... the feeling of being a Primordial Spirit Immortal?" the Primordial Spirit asked.

Although it was formless, it produced a sound that echoed throughout the cave.

Unlike his voice, which is clear and melodious like the sound of jade chimes colliding, it is completely free of any harshness or grime.

His mind stirred slightly.

The primordial spirit instantly transformed into a black and white streak of light, ignoring the obstruction of the rocks and directly piercing through the thick mountain wall, appearing under the night sky outside the cave.

At this time, dawn was breaking in the eastern sky, but the night had not yet completely faded.

The stars gradually faded, and the waning moon hung low in the east.

The primordial spirit floated in mid-air, looking up at the sky and then sweeping across the ground beneath its feet.

At this moment, the world appeared different in his eyes.

Mountains and rivers are no longer simple piles of earth and stones; he can "see" the direction of the earth's veins, the flow of spiritual energy, the vibrant light of plants, and the faint glow of insects and beasts.

The air is no longer invisible, but filled with various tiny energy particles, the five elements, yin and yang, and various energies in the world, which are clearly distinct yet intermingled.

At this moment, he could easily hear the sounds of heaven and earth, including the deep rumble of the earth's fire and the faint sounds of water vapor rising from distant rivers.

This hearing does not originate from the organs' capture of air fluctuations, but rather from the spirit's capture of fluctuations between heaven and earth.

This speed at which the fluctuations of the universe are captured far surpasses the efficiency of hearing sounds with both ears by countless times.

He heard all sorts of chaotic sounds from the world almost simultaneously. At the same time, they were presented to him in his mind in a clear and orderly manner, without any confusion.

He could easily distinguish every sound, easily determine which direction and distance it came from, accurate to the millimeter, without the slightest deviation.

In his perception, all things in heaven and earth are transformed into the most essential flow of energy and information.

Then, he stretched out his primordial spirit hand and lightly touched a wisp of morning mist that drifted by beside him with his fingertips.

The mist did not condense into water droplets, but instead decomposed and dissipated directly at his fingertips, transforming into the purest water-attribute spiritual energy and a trace of faint moonlight yin energy, which was naturally absorbed by his primordial spirit.

"The primordial spirit body has reached this stage, and can actually absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth!" He was stunned, and instantly understood why he was called a primordial spirit immortal.

Reaching this point is fundamentally different from before.

From this point on, one can live on qi and breathe with heaven and earth. Lifespan will no longer be confined by the shackles of flesh and blood. Jiang Ning understood this perfectly.

Then, he looked at the world in front of him.

A thought crossed my mind.

The energy in the surrounding world suddenly became restless.

Within a radius of several hundred feet, the essence of plants and trees, the spiritual energy of the earth's veins, the fading light of the sun and moon, and even the sparse energy floating in the air, all seemed to be drawn by an invisible force, frantically converging towards him, forming a huge spiritual storm, with his primordial spirit at its center.

A massive influx of spiritual energy, transformed by his primordial spirit, became strands of incredibly pure power, power that he completely controlled.

This power is neither spiritual power, nor blood and qi, nor mental power, nor true essence.

"Is this the magical power described in ancient books?" He murmured to himself, sensing the energy that had briefly accumulated in his primordial spirit.

In ancient Taoist practices, the power within one's body before becoming an immortal is collectively referred to as spiritual power.

After becoming an immortal, their power attributes undergo a fundamental transformation, which is called magical power.

The mortal body cannot bear magical power; only the primordial spirit can bear it for a short time.

But like sand in the palm of your hand, it will eventually slip away completely.

Only by condensing a celestial body can one bear magical power.

If a celestial tree is displayed, it will draw upon the power of heaven and earth, causing the power of each strand of magic to increase exponentially.

Various thoughts flashed through his mind, and then his primordial spirit opened its mouth and gently inhaled.

Ten feet ahead, a jagged boulder the size of a house silently turned to dust, its earth and stone essence instantly drained and absorbed into the primordial spirit's body.

The residue was blown away by a gentle breeze, as if it had never existed.

"Every gesture can draw upon the power of heaven and earth. This is only the tip of the iceberg of immortal techniques." The primordial spirit nodded slightly, gaining a clearer understanding of its own power.

At this moment, even without using his physical body, the power exerted by this primordial spirit alone is extraordinary.

"The Yin-Yang Nine Profound Immortals, a top-tier foundation for immortality!" he thought to himself.

Then his gaze turned to the distance.

With a thought, the Yin-Yang Mystic Light pierced through the sky and instantly appeared a hundred feet away.

With another movement, they were already a mountain peak thousands of feet away.

Its speed is as fast as a rainbow, not by relying on brute force to break through the air, but by transforming into a beam of light in a mysterious way.

This method is no longer a martial arts technique, but a technique of immortals.

At that moment, several images he had seen earlier flashed through his mind.

When Qingyuan Daoist left, he used the escape light to travel.

Xia Xuanyan was the same.

The light that carried him away also enveloped his physical body.

Now that he has come this far, he truly understands that this is the mystery of the Primordial Spirit Immortal, and also the mystery of the escape light.

The transformed light is also related to the foundation of the primordial spirit that has been achieved.

He looked towards the distant south.

Guangning Prefecture is in that direction, as are Dongling County and Xisha County.

next moment.

A thought suddenly occurred to him.

In an instant.

A beam of yin-yang light shot into the sky.

In an instant, it traversed thousands of miles of sky and crossed countless mountains and rivers.

Countless fleeting images appeared in his mind.

It was just like the day before when the Martial Saint had taken him to the demon kingdom's territory south of the Great Xia.

But things are different now than before.

The fleeting memories he had previously had piled up were too much for him to process.

The scene of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers piled up at this moment was instantly processed by his mind and presented to him one by one, without bringing him any burden.

It has only been a few breaths.

A figure shrouded in a hazy, chaotic halo appeared in the sky above Guangning Prefecture.

The yin and yang energies surrounding the figure were like two agile dragons, with layers upon layers of yin and yang mystical light spreading out, seemingly in nine layers.

At the same time, he was accompanied by a purple aura.

The appearance of this figure did not cause any disturbance in the sky above Guangning City.

Jiang Ning looked down, and the entire city, with its countless inhabitants, was reflected in his pupils.

Houses cannot block it in the slightest.

His gaze swept across the entire city, locking onto Shen Wenyuan, and then sweeping over Shen Wenyuan sitting quietly in the courtyard below.

At that moment, Shen Wenyuan was completely unaware that a gaze was sweeping over him.

Jiang Ning immediately looked away and did not choose to disturb him.

Instead, with a thought, his primordial spirit transformed into a beam of yin-yang mystic light and departed.

In an instant.

In the blink of an eye, he had arrived above Dongling City.

Jiang Ning gazed down from high above, the entire city of Dongling falling into his view.
He saw the two sisters, Wang Qingtan and Wang Qinghan, sleeping soundly in each other's arms, their expressions peaceful and their breathing gentle.

His gaze lingered for a moment, then he nodded slightly and left again.

In the next instant, he was already over Luoshui County.

His gaze swept across the entire city, illuminating every corner and every grain of sand.

He saw Wang Jin sleeping soundly in the martial arts school. He was sleeping very well, and his physical functions were excellent, even more vigorous than those of the young people, with his internal organs burning like fire.

He nodded in satisfaction and quietly withdrew his gaze.

In just a few breaths, he had passed Guangning City, passed Dongling City, and arrived at Luoshui County.

At this moment, he felt that he was one step closer to that martial saint.

He also felt that the world had become smaller in his eyes now.

At his current speed of transforming his primordial spirit into a beam of light, he could travel through all thirty-six prefectures of the Nine Provinces in less than the time it takes to brew a cup of tea.

"This world is only the size of a shallow pond!" A sense of感慨 suddenly arose in his heart.

Then, he looked at Luoshui Lake.

The Luoshui Lake, which he once considered incredibly spacious, now seemed rather small.

His gaze fell on the lake, sweeping across countless bodies of water, and he saw scattered fragments of the Taiyin Stone scattered throughout the lake.

What was once an extremely rare treasure in his eyes, a treasure that could give birth to imperial nectar, is now no longer considered a treasure in his eyes.

He hasn't used that thing in a long time.

"Since we're already here, let's take all the Taiyin Stone fragments scattered in the lake. Putting those fragments together might make them even more effective!"

A thought flashed through his mind. (End of Chapter)