Qiongbi Peak, No. 77 Spiritual Field Courtyard.
The bamboo building was elegant, and inside the sitting room, dressed in a deep blue Outer Sect Elder's robe, Ning Daoran sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, surrounded by wisps of Spiritual Energy.
On the small table, incense was burning.
The pages of an ancient book turned slowly in the gentle breeze.
At this moment, he seemed exceptionally serene and detached, truly emanating the aura of an Immortal.
However, this was but a split incarnation.
Twenty fathoms deep, within a secret chamber beneath the ground.
Clad in a short shirt, Ning Daoran was slowly practicing the True Yang Furnace Technique.
At this time, a tendril of Fire Attribute Magical Power continually cleansed his flesh, tempering it repeatedly.
His forehead was covered in sweat, but his eyes were filled with resolve.
This Ning Daoran... was still another split incarnation.
