As time passed, Jade Sea City's Lord Song Wuliang still remained in secluded cultivation.
Broad Creed Mountain's Elder Feng Chi had emerged from seclusion after concocting the pill, meeting with Yan Zhaoge as they chatted about their experiences over the years.
After that, Feng Chi and Feng Moyang began their journey back to Broad Creed Mountain.
Taken along with them was the Shadow Shrinking Pouch that Yan Zhaoge had given them, within which Ouyang Qi whose cultivation base had been sealed was sealed.
Sikong Qing also remained in Jade Sea City to recuperate. With the assistance of Yan Zhaoge's pills, she would be able to make a complete recovery very quickly, not leaving behind any future problems.
Yan Zhaoge remained in Jade Sea City, cultivating quietly.
He had reached a bottleneck in his martial arts cultivation. As long as he could break through, he would be able to enter a whole new world.
Stepping into the Extreme Northern Snowy Plains, Yan Zhaoge had successfully nurtured his spirit seed, stepping into the second level of the Martial Grandmaster realm, the mid Spirit Vessel Martial Grandmaster realm.
And now, Yan Zhaoge felt that his spirit seed was already about to sprout, breaking out of the ground.
If a spirit sprout was successfully nurtured, it would mean that the embryonic form of a Martial Dao Origin Spirit was officially formed.
Martial artists would also break through the Spirit Nurturing Middle Stage, breaking through to the Spirit Nurturing Late Stage Martial Grandmaster Realm. At this step, they could begin to form their own true Martial Path Origin Spirit and make preparations to refine Astral Energy into Essence.
The speed at which Yan Zhaoge had broken through from the early Spirit Vessel stage to the mid Spirit Vessel stage earlier had left Ah Hu inwardly speechless.
And now, from the Spirit Nurturing Middle Stage to the Spirit Nurturing Late Stage, the speed was even more shocking.
Of this, Yan Zhaoge's body had been tempered by the dragon's blood, and the absorption of the dragon's blood's essence and vitality, allowing him to quickly surpass the accumulation stage, directly reaching the peak of the mid Spirit Vessel stage.
But to cross that threshold and truly step into the Spirit Vessel late stage Martial Grandmaster realm was not an easy matter.
A considerable part of the reason was that Yan Zhaoge had been accumulating for a long time, unceasingly accumulating. Now, it was time for him to reap the rewards.
In the past, Yan Zhaoge's cultivation had also risen rapidly.
But in fact, in order to avoid being too eye-catching, he was more or less restrained.
As his cultivation grew more profound day by day, the others also gradually got used to his shocking abilities. Thus, he could start to let go of these restraints.
Yan Zhaoge sat in the meditative position within the room, his entire body enveloped by a layer of clear qi, hazy and indistinct.
And beneath the clear qi, Yan Zhaoge's body was surrounded by an indescribable mass of qi that was neither bright nor dark, neither black nor white, neither cold nor hot.
Yan Zhaoge opened his eyes, breathing steadily.
As he inhaled and exhaled, the Primal Chaos Aura around him underwent a transformation.
Extreme cold, scorching heat, lightning, thick earth, storm … All sorts of phenomena appeared one after another, constantly changing.
Within Yan Zhaoge's dantian, a seed of chaos rose and fell.
He blew a breath of air, and the mass of chaotic air around him began to disperse.
Inside of him, a puff of air blew into the primal-chaos seed, which then exploded.
It was as if from an indescribable, indescribable, indescribable point, an infinite number of things were born.
It was as if all of this had been folded and compressed to the extreme before, to the point that it had lost its form and condensed into a single point. Now, it was as if it had finally unfolded once more.
When others cultivated, their spiritual seeds would germinate, and they would nurture the embryonic form of their martial path origin spirit.
For example, Broad Creed Mountain's Clear Qi Profound Art manifested the vast sky.
The Sacred Sun Clan's Great Sun True Qi manifested the great golden sun.
These phenomena, when a martial practitioner truly cultivated their martial path origin spirit afterwards, would generally also be the same.
It was just that at that time, the false would truly become real, stepping into a completely new heaven and earth.
Yan Zhaoge's spiritual seed germinating was different. It did not manifest any concrete phenomena, instead seeming to replay the scenes of the beginning of chaos, the changes in creation.
Exhaling, Yan Zhaoge abruptly inhaled once more.
That chaotic scenes vanished, seemingly regaining the clear sky once more, just like when he cultivated in the orthodox Clear Qi Profound Art of Broad Creed Mountain, stepping into the late Spirit Vessel stage.
Therefore, when the conditions were right, success was achieved without any major disturbances. Yan Zhaoge had already successfully stepped into the third level of the Martial Grandmaster realm, the late Spirit Vessel stage, only a step away from achieving his true spirit.
While others faced difficulties and dangers, it was as easy as flat ground for me.
Yan Zhaoge smiled slightly, standing up and walking to the side.
There, the Internal Crystal Furnace was currently circulating leisurely. Yan Zhaoge patted its body lightly, the Internal Crystal Furnace coming to a stop. Its lid opened, streams of golden radiance spurting out from within, resembling a rain of light.
Under the effect of Yan Zhaoge's aura-qi, the bright golden rain of light converged into a single beam before landing within his palm.
As Yan Zhaoge opened his palm, numerous golden ice crystals appeared within it.
These ice crystals had originally been bloodred in colour, but having been refined by Yan Zhaoge, they had turned golden.
Yan Zhaoge extended his other palm, the chaotic qi mass within his dantian's qi ocean dispersing as a crimson fire seed appeared.
That was the manifestation of the essence of power obtained after having cultivated in the Sacred Heavenly Fire Scripture.
Yan Zhaoge's empty left hand now suddenly underwent a change as numerous crimson flame patterns manifested on his skin, instantly covering his entire left palm.
The patterns resembled actual blazing flames as they soared on Yan Zhaoge's skin, roiling waves of heat assaulting his face.
Yan Zhaoge had not intentionally stimulated his power, but the momentum of incinerating the heavens still emanated from within, rampant and tyrannical.
With his left hand having taken on such a state, Yan Zhaoge's right hand shook slightly, a golden ice crystal that emitted cold qi flying out, transforming into a golden streak of light as it landed on his left hand.
Instantly, all-encompassing golden light filled the entire room.
Dense cold qi suffused the area, virtually wanting to transform the room into an ice cave.
Yan Zhaoge could clearly feel that for just that one moment, his left hand seemed to have completely lost all feeling.
The coldness was as sharp as a blade as it flowed along the meridians of his left hand, spreading all the way to his dantian, targeting that crimson fire seed as though it would only stop once it was completely extinguished.
Yan Zhaoge nodded satisfactorily, the aura-qi within his body changing as the crimson fire seed vanished, his aura-qi turning icy cold.
That coldness that was spreading through his meridians immediately calmed as well, instead being assimilated and absorbed by the cold qi within Yan Zhaoge's body, being beneficial without causing any harm, as though it was nourishing him.
"The effects of this Devil Shattering Ice Talisman are not bad," Yan Zhaoge smiled, keeping the golden ice crystals one by one.
After doing so, Yan Zhaoge came to the mouth of the Internal Crystal Furnace, lowering his head to look within.
Within the Internal Crystal Furnace, nine ice spikes that resembled short halberds stood erect silently.
Yan Zhaoge lightly tapped on one of them, inspecting it as he muttered to himself, "Still lacking some maturity ah."
As he pondered, Ah Hu came knocking on the door.
Yan Zhaoge let Ah Hu in, whose expression was rather grave, "Young Master, as you predicted earlier, the Flame Devils have made a move, and it is a major one at that. There is more than a single Flame Devil King expert who entered the Eight Extremities World through the passageway."
Hearing his words, Yan Zhaoge asked, "Turbid Wave Pavilion's Pavilion Lord An and the Sacred Sun Clan's Meng Wan should already have arrived at the Outer East Sea, right?"
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