I bear witness to immortality in the human world.

Qingming Peak.

Inside a courtyard in Zhongfeng.

Yu Yangyan and Zhao Guang sat facing each other, with spiritual tea placed on the stone table in front of them, full of spiritual energy and fragrant.

"Senior Brother Zhao, I heard that you have gained a lot from this experience."

"A little bit of progress, nothing worth mentioning."

Zhao Guang said "Hi" and waved casually.

Years have passed, and the situation on Qingming Peak has changed a lot. The Seven Refinement Masters on the peak have either left or gone. When Wu Ming entered the peak, there were several Seven Refinement Masters on the peak, but now only Yu Yangyan and Zhao Guang remain.

Only Yu Yangyan and Zhao Guang successfully entered the eighth level of the Refinement Realm, becoming the other two Grandmasters after Qinglan and Wu Ming. The rest of them failed to reach the eighth level and most of them left the Holy Land and returned to their hometowns.

"I heard that you, Junior Brother Yu, are considering returning to your hometown?"

Zhao Guang took a sip of spiritual tea and spoke to Yu Yangyan.

Yu Yangyan did not hide anything and nodded frankly, saying, "I am not talented enough. With my abilities, reaching the eighth level of cultivation is already my limit. I do not dare to hope to enter the ninth level of cultivation and become a saint or ancestor in this life. Now, while I am still young, I might as well return to my homeland as soon as possible and conquer a territory."

"You're quite open-minded."

Upon hearing Yu Yangyan's words, Zhao Guang sighed.

He was actually older than Yu Yangyan, and breaking through to the eighth level was more difficult for him. He knew that his chances of reaching the ninth level were extremely slim, even more so than Yu Yangyan's. He had considered returning home, but he couldn't make a decision.

After all, in the path of cultivation, nothing is absolute. There is always a way out. Even the faintest hope has a glimmer of a chance. For a grandmaster who has cultivated all the way to this point and achieved the eighth level of the Primordial Spirit Refinement, it would be very difficult to completely let go, choose to return to his hometown, expand his territory, and establish a base.

Sometimes you just have to be more open-minded.

Yu Yangyan grinned.

He turned his gaze toward a certain direction on the central peak, which was the direction of the cave dwelling that Wu Ming had created.

“Actually, if it weren’t for Junior Brother Wu, I might have struggled for a long time. But after witnessing Junior Brother Wu’s rise, I’ve come to understand that only someone like Junior Brother Wu, a hero among heroes, can hope to transcend the mortal world and become a saint or ancestor. We have already reached the pinnacle of this world by entering the eighth level of cultivation. With a lifespan of a thousand years, we are already like immortals in the world of mortal tales and strange stories. What more could we ask for?”

"Junior Brother Wu..."

Zhao Guang also turned his gaze toward Wu Ming's cave dwelling, gave a wry smile, and said, "Indeed, when it comes to geniuses, who can compare with Junior Brother Wu? Not to mention us, even the most outstanding geniuses who have emerged from the Hundred Peaks of this Holy Land over the past thousands of years pale in comparison to Junior Brother Wu."

Yu Yangyan nodded with emotion, finished his cup of spiritual tea, stood up and looked into the distance, saying, "With Junior Brother Wu's abilities, he will surely achieve the position of Dao Saint, but I wonder how long it will take."

"Hard to say."

Zhao Guang also stood up.

He knew that Wu Ming's strength was unparalleled among those at the Eight Refinements stage, and he was already a peerless grandmaster. Moreover, he was valued by the Qingming Peak Master, who personally took Wu Ming out to train. However, the bottleneck of becoming a Dao Saint was extremely difficult. Throughout history, very few Eight Refinements practitioners had ever become saints.

Almost as the two of them looked towards Wu Ming's cave with complicated expressions, they suddenly froze. Wherever their eyes fell, they felt a surge of pressure suddenly erupt from Wu Ming's cave.

boom!!!
It was a beam of white light, a dazzling beam of white light, shining from the deepest part of Wu Ming's cave, rising and shining like the sun, soaring straight into the sky, piercing the heavens, and illuminating the entire Qingming Peak!

As this beam of light spread, almost everyone on Qingming Peak, including Yu Yangyan, Zhao Guang, and all the disciples on the lower peaks, looked up towards the central peak.

"What's wrong?!"

"What happened?"

Some disciples who had just entered the peak and reached the fifth or sixth level of cultivation trembled, forced to kneel on the ground by that indescribable pressure, their faces filled with surprise and uncertainty.

The more senior Seven Refinement Masters, and even Yu Yangyan and others, were stunned for a moment before their hearts were filled with shock and disbelief.

"The sun shines down upon me, and I am one with heaven and man... This is the extraordinary phenomenon of the Nine Refinements of the Primordial Spirit!"

Someone looked up at the sky and spoke in awe.

now,

Above, a blazing sun could be seen breaking through the clouds, casting a dazzling ray of sunlight that echoed the white light rising from Qingming Peak.

Within the beam of white light rising from Qingming Peak, a figure could be vaguely seen. The figure was graceful, like a celestial being, vast and boundless, hovering between heaven and earth, facing the blazing sun and enveloped in its radiance.

That is the primordial spirit.

Wu Ming's primordial spirit!
From the eighth refinement of the primordial spirit to the ninth refinement of the primordial spirit, this breakthrough is the true great perfection of the primordial spirit path. From this point on, the primordial spirit breaks through the void, returns from yin to yang, and reaches the limit. In some special Taoist scriptures, it is also called the great perfection of the yang spirit!
From this point on, nothing of the highest yang nature, not even the blazing sun in the sky, will have any effect on the primordial spirit that has undergone nine refinements. The primordial spirit that has achieved nine refinements has exhausted the limits of yin spirit. Having undergone the refinement of the sun's radiance, it has transformed into pure yang, becoming capable of anything from heaven to earth, and is known as a saint in the world!
Even a Martial Saint who has undergone nine blood condensation processes, whose pure Yang true blood, refined to its extreme and comparable to the radiance of the blazing sun, no longer has a restraining effect on the primordial spirit of a Nine-Refined Dao Saint.

Boom!

This radiant light, piercing the sky, not only illuminated the entire Azure Nether Peak, but also, from any point on any of the thousands of peaks throughout the Great Jin Holy Land, one could look up and see that ray of heavenly light descending from the horizon, directly upon Azure Nether Peak. In an instant, on the peaks of every mountain in the entire Great Jin Holy Land, figures suddenly opened their eyes and looked towards Azure Nether Peak, their faces filled with astonishment.

"Nine Refinements of the Primordial Spirit!"

"Who is attempting to become a Dao Saint? Has he already succeeded?!"

Some figures suddenly left the peak and came to the sky, looking towards the location of Qingming Peak.

"Qingming Peak?"

"Is that Wu Ming, the disciple of Peak Master Qingming?!"

Some people had already identified the Breakthrougher, and their eyes showed a hint of amazement.

Wu Ming is no longer an unknown figure in the Great Jin Holy Land. His name has even been heard by most of the Dao Saints and Martial Saints. After all, he is already a peerless grandmaster among the Eight Refinements, a figure standing at the pinnacle of the Eight Refinements, and is someone who has a great chance of stepping into the Ninth Refinement in the future.

For a peerless talent like Wu Ming, who is a rare find in a millennium, breaking through to the ninth level of refinement is not something to be astonished about. What truly amazed the peak masters of the Holy Land was the time it took Wu Ming to break through to the ninth level of refinement.

Less than a century!

"A Daoist saint of a hundred years... another unparalleled hero."

Someone muttered to themselves.

Even though the Great Jin Holy Land is full of outstanding people and countless geniuses, the number of those who can break through the Nine Refinements and Nine Bloods within the age of one hundred and become a Dao Saint or Martial Saint is still extremely small, often one in ten thousand years.

The last person to achieve the Martial Saint status before the age of 100 was a figure from 13,000 years ago. Although that person ultimately failed to overcome the nine tribulations of decline and achieve immortality, he did overcome a full eight tribulations and lived for 9,000 years!
Even though he has been dead for more than three thousand years, his reputation still remains for some older Dao Saints and Martial Saints. In that era, he was the undisputed number one Martial Saint of the Great Jin Holy Land, and was invincible below the Immortal level!

now,

More than 10,000 years later, another such unparalleled hero has appeared.

……

Huirifeng.

"Wu Ming..."

As Hui Ri Dao Sheng gazed in the direction of Qing Ming Peak, he murmured to himself, a complex mix of emotions welling up within him.

He had the opportunity to take Wu Ming as his disciple, but he ultimately decided that Qing Jun's path was more suitable for cultivation, so he chose Qing Jun and gave up Wu Ming. Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, in just a few decades, Wu Ming was like a fish leaping to the heavens, a dragon transforming into a dragon, his cultivation level rising step by step, shining brightly all the way, until he finally asked the Dao and became a saint!

The next time he sees Wu Ming, they will have to address each other as fellow Daoists!

The emotions in Hui Ri Dao Sheng's heart were extremely complex.

……

"Did it work?"

"Hey, Junior Sister Qingming has really taken on a good disciple."

Inside the main hall of the Great Jin Dynasty, the old man in the straw raincoat stood in front of the hall, gazing at the location of Qingming Peak. Looking at the beam of light piercing the sky, a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes, and he chuckled.

When Wu Ming first arrived here and entered the Shattered Realm, he didn't see how outstanding Wu Ming was. Later, when the Azure Nether Peak Master personally led Wu Ming to the Thunder Prison Abyss for training, he knew that Wu Ming's talent must be extraordinary, otherwise he wouldn't have been valued so highly by the Azure Nether Peak Master. However, he never expected that Wu Ming's talent would be even more outstanding than he had anticipated.

After years of training in the Thunder Prison Abyss, he returned and achieved the Dao Saint status in just a few months!
"A hundred-year-old Daoist saint?"

“Good, good… Everything in this world is predestined. I wonder if your disciple, Junior Sister Qingming, will be able to break through that barrier in the future. Our Great Jin Holy Land has not produced an immortal for 230,000 years.”

The old man in the straw raincoat murmured to himself.

It is easy to become a saint, but difficult to prove immortality.

In fact, becoming a saint is not easy. Look at the Great Jin Holy Land, how many outstanding talents have emerged, and how long does it take for one person to become a saint? However, compared to becoming a saint, proving immortality is far too difficult.

The difficulty of becoming a saint is incomparable to the difficulty of attaining immortality. Someone like Wu Ming, who becomes a saint within a hundred years, will appear once every ten thousand years. But nearly twenty such peerless geniuses have already disappeared into the long river of time.

Since the founding of the Great Jin Dynasty, spanning millions of years, only seven immortals have been born.

It's clear how difficult it is!

But ultimately, with Wu Ming's talent, there is hope.

A hundred-year-old Dao Saint, an unparalleled hero, it is foreseeable that the next ten thousand years will be filled with turbulent changes for Wu Ming. His name has already resounded throughout the Great Jin Holy Land, and soon it will spread throughout the entire Northern Continent, truly making him famous throughout the world! (End of this chapter)