Grinding Cultivation Toward Martial Saint

This move is precisely what Jiang Ning realized earlier, based on the perfection of the Taixu Yin Yang Sword, he had a sudden enlightenment and developed something unique of his own.

Buzz—

Two Tai Chi diagrams quietly meet in mid-air.

Subsequently, two completely different forces converge, intertwine, and then dissolve in the void.

The Tai Chi diagram of the Qingxu Temple Master is grand and vast, like mountains, rivers, lakes, and seas, with an imposing momentum.

Watching this scene, at the moment of intersection, Qingxu Temple Master’s pupils suddenly shrink.

He clearly feels that his Tai Chi diagram, which converged the Yin and Yang Qi of heaven and earth, is being assimilated and devoured in front of Jiang Ning’s seemingly small Tai Chi diagram.

He senses the aura contained within.

Sizzle—

Then, a subtle crack appears at the intersection of the two Tai Chi diagrams.

On Qingxu Temple Master’s Tai Chi diagram, the perfectly rotating black and white fish at the head and tail show a trace of rupture due to the imbalance of power.

Soon, the crack spreads like a spider web, rapidly expanding to cover the entire Tai Chi diagram.

Boom—

With a dull roar, Qingxu Temple Master’s Tai Chi diagram shatters and disintegrates.

The Yin and Yang Qi contained within lose restraint instantly, like wild horses unleashed, cascading towards the surroundings, creating a violent wave, but it holds little destructive power.

Jiang Ning’s Tai Chi diagram, measuring three feet square, merely trembles slightly as this force impacts it, causing ripples to surface.

Quickly, it stabilizes, then dissipates into dots of black and white light, vanishing into nothingness.

At that moment, the world becomes clear and bright as if everything just now was an illusion.

Qingxu Temple Master’s complexion pales slightly at this moment.

He stares blankly into the sky, gazing at the collision spot.

In those clear eyes, akin to an ancient well, complex and extreme emotions flicker.

There is shock, realization, enlightenment... such varied emotions, all present.

Ultimately, they transform into inconceivable satisfaction.

The edge of the martial stage remains dead silent.

A while later.

Qingxu Temple Master adjusts his attire, bows deeply to Jiang Ning, bending to the ground, expressing heartfelt respect.

"Today, Dongling Marquis’s every word, act, and sword allowed me to witness the true Dao of Yin and Yang." Qingxu Temple Master straightens up, voice slightly hoarse.

Then, with sincere demeanor, he continues, "I have studied Yin Yang for decades, believing I had glimpsed its essence. Only today do I realize I was merely wandering outside the door. Marquis uses Yin Yang as foundation, achieving superior Immortal Foundation, drawing Taiyin and Taiyang into the sword, transforming void into reality, integrating Yin Yang into space, creating a realm—a world—the realm is beyond mundane techniques. This sword is not a mortal sword, but the sword dance of an Immortal. I..."

The last three words he speaks lightly, yet each word resonates clearly.

The audience at the martial stage edge can no longer maintain composure.

Xiang Yuan inhales sharply, eyes wide: "Qingxu Temple Master... actually..."

He doesn’t finish his sentence, but the meaning is self-evident.

When Master Ku Hai admits defeat, they could comprehend.

After all, Ku Hai was attacking Jiang Ning’s forte.

How could mortals equate with Immortals?

The bitter sea is boundless; turning back is the shore.

This divine skill couldn’t handle Jiang Ning, they’d feel it reasonable.

But now Qingxu Temple Master attacks Jiang Ning’s expertise, yet the result reveals a stark difference.

Xiao Wuque’s gaze deepens: "Master Ku Hai admitted defeat, Qingxu Temple Master acknowledges inferiority... after today, this status of second place in the world seems to be thoroughly established."

Shen Xiao’s eyes are also full of complexity: "Originally thought, Dongling Marquis could compete with the King on Equal Footing for a short time, already his current limit. After all, he’s too young, rising too swiftly. Although reaching the realm of Primordial Spirit Immortal now, ultimately it’s just realm, lacking cultivation, not to mention gathering an Immortal Body! Yet didn’t expect... his current power, even if not matching Master Ku Hai and Qingxu Temple Master’s full force, is likely not far off!! After all... an Immortal... is ultimately Immortal!!!"

Su Qingying looks at Jiang Ning, a gentle smile appears on her face, with a light touch of pride.

A few people nearby.

Vajra Temple disciples Fodeng stand behind Ku Hai, looking solemn and silent.

Jin Chan has his eyes downcast, hands joined, although myriad thoughts surge within, they ultimately congeal into a sigh.

He understands that he and Jiang Ning are no longer of the same world.

In this era, no matter how dazzling they may become in the future, wherever Jiang Ning stands, they will always be within his shadow.

At such an age, with such brilliance, too dazzling, too resplendent.

Unmatched through the ages! The greatest in eight hundred years!

How can anyone live up to such an evaluation?

At this moment, all the onlookers on the martial stage edge gaze at Jiang Ning with completely different eyes than before.

Until now, they knew Jiang Ning’s strength was extraordinary, but subconsciously they still treated him as a young junior, a newly emerging power.

After all, Jiang Ning’s youth, Jiang Ning’s appearance, easily allowed them to overlook Jiang Ning’s achievements.

Yet now, Ku Hai admits defeat aloud, Qingxu Temple Master openly conceding inferiority.

Two figures, ranked as second in the world, publicly acknowledge being less than someone under twenty years old.

This signifies that Jiang Ning’s strength is not as the world perceives.

"The younger generation is formidable!! Truly, formidable!!"

Xiang Yuan looks at Jiang Ning in the center of the martial stage, unable to resist sighing again.

Xiao Wuque also nods: "At less than twenty years old, achieving superior Immortal Foundation, overpowering and humbling two of the second-ranked powerhouses worldwide, each in his forte. This achievement is unparalleled in eight hundred years, perhaps unmatched across Great Xia’s millennia-long history."

Li Tianwen stands nearby, silent, but his deep eyes reveal an extremely faint ripple.

Shen Xiao claps his hands, sighing softly: "Given time, Dongling Marquis’s achievements may truly be limitless. Among Great Xia over these past centuries, perhaps only he truly has a chance to reach that person’s path!"

He doesn’t mention the name, but everyone present knows who he refers to.

The only Martial Saint in eight hundred years.

Center of the martial stage.

After Qingxu Temple Master bows, he straightens his body, his expression has calmed down, but his clear eyes now reflect transparent comprehension and relief.

He smiles slightly, cupping his hands towards Jiang Ning: "Today has been enlightening, I’ve gained much. I hope someday, if an opportunity arises, Dongling Marquis will not hesitate to instruct. This kindness, I shall remember deeply."

Jiang Ning also retrieves his sword, converging into Primordial, with black and white profound light returning to normal.

He nods slightly to Qingxu Temple Master: "Temple Master, you are too kind. I dare not claim to guide, it is merely sparring and verification. Since Temple Master paid the price, I will certainly not treat Temple Master lightly."

At this moment, after that sword, he too understands his strength compared to a few days ago has reached a new level.

The breakthrough from Taixu Yin Yang Sword allows him to better utilize the advantages of Primordial Spirit Immortal.

The Dao of Yin Yang perfectly aligns with Taixu Yin Yang Sword.

The Taixu Yin Yang Sword itself originates from the Shangyang Immortal Sect’s cultivation technique.

And its grade is extremely high, among all the skills and techniques he possesses, it is the greatest.

Achieving perfection and then breaking through it, the enhancement it brings is naturally significant.

"Marquis, today I’ve reaped enough, I need to return to ponder and digest what I just comprehended. I take my leave now!" Qingxu Temple Master bows to Jiang Ning in gratitude for his guidance.

Then, his figure transforms into a wisp of breeze, dispersing on the spot.

Ku Hai sees this, also joins hands in salute to Jiang Ning: "Marquis, this old monk also bids farewell. Today’s verification has been greatly beneficial. If someday you are free, Marquis may visit Vajra Temple as a guest, and this old monk will surely greet you with tea and discuss Daoist skills. The gate of Vajra Temple will always be open for you! Should Marquis be interested in the Scripture Pavilion, you are welcome to come and go as you please!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ning’s eyes flicker.

"Master, you’re too kind." He then returns the salute.

Ku Hai salutes again, Jin Chan and Fodeng behind him also join their hands, bowing.

Subsequently, Ku Hai turns, leading Jin Chan and Fodeng, stepping out, golden light rippling beneath their feet, the three just leave, disappearing in the sky above the ruined martial stage.

Jiang Ning glances at the surrounding devastation, where Ku Hai and Qingxu Temple Master, having just left, show no regard for the martial stage reduced to rubble.

It’s as if such actions leave no mark in their hearts.

Everything seems so natural!