Ling Yun did not know anything about the outside world. He was currently preparing to clear the first path, which would be the final one percent.
That's right, after a few days, even though he was suppressing them, he still could not get through to the fourth percent of the truth.
This final 1% was like a barrier that was struggling to hold on.
Ling Yun did not choose to break through the last of the blockages immediately. Instead, he unceasingly operated the Hung Meng Zi Qi, and used it to slowly flow within the first hole, nurturing this special meridian, which was known as the foundation of Martial Dao's cultivation.
Along with the flow of time, the pure white decorum became crystal clear, and a dim Grand Dao Rune appeared on top of it. This meridian was like a dragon lying in his body, like a hidden dragon in deep water.
Soon, fourteen hours had passed, and all of his meridians had become sparkling and dazzling. Only the top part of his meridians had become jet-black, but it was slowly collapsing. Without a doubt, the last bit of jet-black was the impurities within the first portion that had yet to be opened.
Ling Yun was gathering spirit energy, mobilizing the vast spirit energy from the Qi Sea over, compressing it nonstop.
Just when he was about to control the boundless Spiritual Qi to break through the final barrier and enter the Martial Master realm, a change suddenly occurred.
Inside the Qi Sea, the vast amount of Spiritual Qi was like a vast ocean, the purple qi was vast, and in the center, there was a palm-sized, nine-level purple gold pagoda slowly floating, and dense purple qi continued to surge out from it. It was so pure that there was not even a single trace of impurity, it was the Qi of heaven and earth.
Beneath the purple gold pagoda was a bumpy iron lump filled with rune and an ancient and grand sarcophagus. It was extremely strange.
Just as Ling Yun thought that he would break through to the Martial Master realm, the silent old man's Sovereign Pagoda shook, and his purple light was activated.
The door to the second floor suddenly opened, and a terrifying suction force came from inside. It was like a giant beast that wanted to swallow everything in the world.
Before Ling Yun could react, he felt his head spinning.
At the same time, without his control, the Hung Meng Zi Qi that he had gathered at the first place scattered and scattered like a wild horse, entering his four limbs and bones. It raged crazily as a heart-wrenching pain came over, causing Ling Yun, who was unconscious, to not be able to hold back and scream.
The first level of the primordial Sovereign Pagoda was a scripture hall that contained countless ancient records. Ling Yun was a little curious in his heart about what the second level would be.
When Ling Yun came back to his senses, he was already in a wide open space. The dizziness he felt earlier had also disappeared as fast as it came, just like the pain the spirit energy was wreaking in his body had disappeared in the blink of an eye.
And he, on the other hand, was in a mysterious pool filled with ancient patterns, soaking in the mysterious five-colored liquid. Ling Yun revealed a shocked expression, because he actually felt the vast and majestic five-colored liquid.
Immersed in the five-colored liquid that contained the five elements, the power of the five elements continuously flowed into his body while he couldn't move or control it. He was like a puppet passively accepting absorption.
Only a pair of bright eyes could move around, he realized that this plaza seemed to be at the top of a altar, and around it, there were five stone pillars filled with rune, emitting the energy of metal, wood, water, fire, earth, and the five elements, connecting together in a mysterious way.
And around the pool, with the pool as the center, was a huge Yin Yang Tai diagram.
The entire plaza was exuding a mysterious aura.