After millions of years in the library, I became an Immortal Emperor.

The Holy Spirit is a supreme being born with a wisp of the Immortal Emperor's essence. Upon reaching adulthood, one becomes a Quasi-Immortal Emperor. This is how the Holy Spirit is described in this world.

However, there are few accurate records of such a powerful being in the vast immortal realm; they are only mentioned briefly.

Where did all those Holy Spirits ultimately go?

Yin Yang Immortal Sect!

Once the number one immortal sect in the Seven Continents of Immortals and Demons, now only crumbling immortal mountains and pavilions remain, a scene of ruins and decay.

However, countless immortals also gather here, some seeking opportunities in the ruins of the Yin-Yang Immortal Gate, but many more drawn by the sword mark that cleaves the celestial sky.

With a single sword strike, the peerless immortal king left an indelible sword mark on this celestial sky.

It is also the creation that he left to this land.

To comprehend even one or two out of a billion of those sword marks would be an immense stroke of luck, like a path to immortality laid out before them.

On this day, a young man dressed in white robes with a book at his waist floated in, passing among the immortals who were meditating cross-legged, and entered the Yin-Yang Immortal Gate.

"Another person trying to pick up bargains at the Yin-Yang Immortal Sect."

Someone looked up and said.

"This place has already been searched by the six major immortal sects, so what could possibly be left? Little do they know that the greatest opportunity lies just outside the Yin-Yang Immortal Sect."

"Even a slight understanding of the Immortal King's sword technique would greatly benefit us."

"Instead of going to some secret realm to seek a chance with a slim chance of survival, it's better to come here."

……

They said they didn't linger on that person for long before continuing to immerse themselves in enlightenment.

They can still sit at the very front of the Immortal King's Sword Mark now, but that may not be the case in the future.

The battle between the seven continents of immortals and demons has spread to other immortal continents. Right now, it's just them, but in the future, there may be immortal venerables, immortal lords, or even immortal kings who will come to comprehend it together with them.

The Holy Spirit was born countless years ago. Before the Yin-Yang Immortal Sect, the Seven Continents of Immortals and Demons were not what they are today.

Left is Yin, right is Yang, and a line dividing Yin and Yang bisects the world, suggesting that this world embodies some profound truth.

Some people have tried to understand the profound truth behind this, but none of them have succeeded.

Lin Fan walked among them, unlike the people there who were looking around and exploring this place. He seemed more like a passerby who was just passing by.

Suddenly, Lin Fan stopped at a spot in the Yin-Yang Immortal Sect. This place was once the cultivation ground of the Rebellious Demon Lord and the Yin-Yang Immortal Lord.

It's just a seemingly ordinary valley, but many people are using all sorts of methods to try and uncover its secrets.

Lin Fan's arrival didn't attract much attention; it was a common sight, so people didn't care much.

"The concept of Yin and Yang..."

As Lin Fan spoke, a chaotic light surged in his eyes, and the other side of the entire secluded valley slowly appeared in his eyes, yin and yang transforming into rain, falling upon the human world.

The lake in the secluded valley also transformed into yin and yang colors, with a feather flowing in the water, infusing this place with the eternal power of yin and yang.

The scene of Yin and Yang intersecting that enveloped the entire Yin-Yang Immortal Sect originated from here.

A single feather!

"You also feel that something is wrong here, right? The immortal lords of the Yin-Yang Immortal Sect have cultivated here throughout the ages, how could it just be a simple secluded valley?"

"There must be something hidden in here."

A voice rang out from behind Lin Fan. It was a young man at the Celestial Immortal realm. He followed Lin Fan's gaze toward the secluded valley, his eyes narrowing slightly.

for a long time

He shook his head.

"Perhaps our cultivation level is too low to see the unusual features of this secluded valley. If that peerless Immortal King were here, he would definitely be able to see through it."

He said, but then he saw that the figure in front of him was still looking into the valley, as if he had really seen something in this valley.

"you……"

Just as he was about to speak again, he saw the man extend a finger and point it at the empty space of the valley in front of him.

"call!"

The wind stopped, the waves subsided, and everything came to a standstill, just as if a stone had been thrown into an ancient, unchanging pool, creating ripples.

The scenery of the entire valley is changing.

Rain falls from the sky, its waters displaying the colors of yin and yang, continuously sprinkling down upon this secluded valley. Within the valley lies a lake, its waters also displaying the colors of yin and yang.

A feather floated silently in the lake.

The entire world seems to revolve around that feather. Heaven and earth are divided into yin and yang, one side being the yin and the other the yang, and this place is the origin.

"this!"

The man's eyes widened, his face filled with shock.

The gazes of everyone in the secluded valley froze at that moment, then fell upon the feather in the center of the Yin-Yang Lake, their faces filled with fervor.

"A rare treasure!"

Someone said this, and then a series of whooshing sounds rang out as they crossed the Yin-Yang Lake and headed together toward the Yin-Yang Feather in the center of the lake.

The young man behind Lin Fan did not move; he stared intently at the figure in front of him, his face filled with horror.

Those people did not know why this valley had changed like this, and when the feather appeared, they lost their basic cognition and reason.

But he knew.

It's just the person in front of you, a tiny void.

All concealment was dispelled, and this world of yin and yang gradually emerged. Even upon seeing that feather, he remained calm.

They simply watched quietly as the immortals around them rushed toward the Yin-Yang Feather in the center of the lake.

"Chirp—"

Suddenly, a cry rang in everyone's minds, and the Yin-Yang Feathers twitched slightly, causing all the immortals who had entered the lake to stop.

His body was enveloped in yin and yang colors, which then gradually decomposed into yin and yang power, merging into the rainwater and flowing into the yin-yang lake.

"retreat!"

Those behind them trembled and retreated in unison, their faces filled with horror as they watched the immortals vanish on the Yin-Yang Lake.

The Yin-Yang Treasure also harbors endless dangers.

"Did he know this strange event would happen, which is why he didn't go?"

Behind Lin Fan, the young man thought to himself, as he watched more and more immortals gather around, he unconsciously moved slightly closer to Lin Fan.

He felt that Lin Fan must have known of his existence and heard what he said, so he should have tacitly agreed that Lin Fan was standing behind him.

"This Yin-Yang Lake possesses the power to dissolve all things; it must not be entered lightly!"

The immortals around the lake spoke, looking solemnly at the yin-yang feather in the center of the lake.

Despite the presence of the rare treasure, no one dared to proceed.

"Legend has it that the Yin-Yang Immortal Sect was founded in a place where holy spirits were born, and these Yin-Yang feathers may have been left behind by that holy spirit."

"No wonder the immortal lords of the Yin-Yang Immortal Sect throughout the ages have all cultivated here."

"But obtaining that Yin-Yang Feather is probably not a simple matter."

……

They spoke, their eyes fixed on the yin-yang feathers, their expressions gleaming.

But just then, someone suddenly stepped over the crowd and walked towards the Yin-Yang Lake without any protection.

Dressed in a white cloth robe, with a book tucked at his waist, he exuded no aura whatsoever, just like an ordinary person.