Grinding Cultivation Toward Martial Saint

Shangyang Inner Scenery.

Jiang Ning stood amidst nine strands of golden radiance, his Heart Spirit resonating with the nine Great Suns above his head.

He could clearly sense the vacancy within each Great Sun.

Those were the positions belonging to the ten Sequenced True Inheritances, and now only one Great Sun was occupied.

When his Divine Thought swept past that Great Sun emitting a familiar aura, the presence of the Haoyang True Inheritor emerged.

Just at this moment.

That Great Sun suddenly trembled, its radiance surging.

The figure of the Haoyang True Inheritor slowly condensed out from within the sun wheel; it was still that moon-white Daoist robe, his face shrouded in cloud and mist, only his eyes revealing shock and complexity.

He had clearly sensed the anomaly within the Inner Realm and had, at the first instant, projected himself over from the domain where he resided.

"It’s him!!!" Seeing the figure below, Haoyang’s heart shook violently. "Brother Jiang... has actually reached this stage?"

He muttered under his breath, a trace of disbelief in his voice.

He saw that Jiang Ning’s solid Primordial Spirit body was presenting an appearance utterly different from before.

His left eye blazed, as if containing a Great Sun.

His right eye was dim and deep, as if containing a Taiyin.

Black and white qi coiled about him, Yin Yang Mysterious Light flowing over his entire form, layering and spreading outward.

His aura was transcendent and supreme.

"Using Yin and Yang as the foundation, he has forged a superior Immortal Foundation! And even among superior Immortal Foundations, this is no ordinary existence. Compared with the foundation I established, it is even more extraordinary!"

In this instant, countless thoughts surfaced in Haoyang’s heart.

He remembered Jiang Ning. During the last convening of the True Disciples, among the seven True Disciples, Jiang Ning had left the deepest impression on him.

Not because of strength, but because Jiang Ning walked the Martial Arts path of this era; though his Divine Soul was young and his Martial Arts had already stepped into First-grade, in his eyes, he was nothing more than a chess piece with decent potential.

Yet now, that Martial Arts junior in his eyes was standing in the position of a Sequenced True Inheritance in the form of an Immortal.

Not only that, the Primordial Spirit he had formed was vaguely on a higher foundation than his own.

This realization was no different from a thunderclap exploding in his heart.

He had gone through untold hardships to achieve Immortality.

Even by pouring out the accumulated heritage of his clan, he had only barely stepped over the threshold of a superior Immortal Foundation.

For this, he had more than enough reason to be proud, believing himself one of those who had walked the furthest and forged the deepest foundation among his peers of that time.

Yet now, a person younger than he, someone he had once thought to be merely a Martial Arts cultivator with decent potential, had actually surpassed him in the very foundation he took pride in.

Even superior Immortal Foundations have grades of high and low.

He could feel that the Immortal Foundation Jiang Ning had forged was clearly higher than his.

Immediately after, he noticed Jiang Ning’s gaze turning toward him and swiftly steadied his own Heart Spirit.

"Congratulations, Brother Jiang... no, congratulations, Master Jiang, on achieving a superior Immortal Foundation and being ranked among the ten Sequenced True Inheritances!"

Jiang Ning looked at the figure above and slightly nodded toward the Haoyang True Inheritor.

Then, with a single movement of thought, he chose the Great Sun closest to the center.

In an instant, a vast will poured into his Primordial Spirit; it was the Origin Power of the Shangyang Inner Scenery, the recognition of this world toward its new master.

His figure instantly merged into the sun wheel, his black robe turning into flowing gold, and behind him suddenly appeared the phantom of a Great Sun encircling him.

Hum——

The entire Inner Realm shook violently, and high in the sky abruptly appeared Nine Heavens of Heavenly Palaces, layered upon layer like Qiong Buildings of jade and jade towers, immortal music swirling, and ten thousand rays of rosy light.

This was the manifestation of the Authority of the Sequenced True Inheritances; only the ten sequences could stir the heavenly anomalies of the Inner Realm and manifest the glorious scenes of the Immortal Sect of old.

At this moment, the Haoyang True Inheritor, standing within the Great Sun, looked at Jiang Ning’s figure merging with the Great Sun, thoughts shifting in his eyes.

Even now, with the facts laid bare before him, he still felt it somewhat unbelievable.

A superior Immortal Foundation, even in the once-glorious Ancient Era, represented a true Heaven’s Chosen, crowned above their contemporaries, a leading figure of their age.

Not to mention, in this current era.

"Once the ten Sequenced True Inheritances take their positions, they can contend for the position of Lord of the Great Sun. The Lord of the Great Sun is the Sect Master’s sole inheritor, the successor! I wonder whether this Brother Jiang’s appearance will disrupt my original plans!" Looking at Jiang Ning’s figure within that Great Sun, Haoyang muttered in his heart, his gaze revealing his thoughts as it gradually grew deep.

The next moment, he instead revealed a smile.

He stepped out in a single stride, walking out from that Great Sun, treading upon the void. The face that had been shrouded in cloud and mist became clear for the first time as he showed a smile. "Master Jiang, congratulations on taking charge of the Great Sun. From this day forth, you and I are the Lords of the Sun of the Shangyang Immortal Sect, sharing the Authority of the Inner Realm."

At this moment, Jiang Ning, standing within the Great Sun, as he entered into lordship over the Great Sun, instantly gained insight in his heart into the status and abilities of the ten Sequenced True Inheritances.

Just as Haoyang had said moments ago, entering into the Great Sun meant becoming one of the Lords of the Sun of the Shangyang Immortal Sect.

The ten Great Suns represented the control over the Inner Realm.

To occupy one was to become one of the masters of this Inner Realm.

First, as a master, and as the Inner Realm was the manifestation of the spiritual world, with a mere movement of thought, all manner of changes could freely follow his will.

Just like what Haoyang had done before.

Second, as a Lord of the Sun and one of the ten Sequenced True Inheritances, he could summon the other True Disciples; he could sense his connection with Shen Yueru, with Bai Li, with Lu Xun, with Ning Ke and the others.

He needed only a single thought to disregard the once-a-month limitation of the True Disciples and forcibly summon all Shangyang True Disciples into the Inner Realm.

This was the root of why Haoyang had previously been able to gather several people for discussion.

At the same time, he also sensed that, besides the six people he had seen before, there were four others he had not yet met.

Third, as a Lord of the Sun, he could borrow the Shangyang Immortal Sect’s Inner Realm to manifest his Primordial Spirit and descend upon other domains.

Perceiving the various permissions that came with being a Lord of the Sun and ranked among the ten Sequenced True Inheritances, the light in Jiang Ning’s eyes condensed.