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Yang Xuan had already reached the realm of the manifestation of divinity.
Therefore, he could let his soul.
It was completely outside of this world.
Therefore, he had no choice.
When he stepped onto the mountain.
He could feel the endless natural concept of Dao techniques.
This concept.
To him, it was equivalent to a supreme technique.
"This gift!"
"I'll accept it!"
Yang Xuan walked step by step to the entrance of Wudang Mountain.
His aura also instantly transformed into the realm of inaction.
The spirituality of all things in Wudang.
It was also imperceptibly refined by him into his mind.
Even in his mind.
Countless Dao scriptures appeared on their own.
He had an unusually deep understanding of every Dao Scripture.
This was equivalent to…
It saved Yang Xuan countless years of learning.
Countless years.
It wasn't just decades or centuries.
It was thousands of years.
Perhaps some people would say.
Wudang Sect had not existed for so many years.
However…
The Daoist who had helped Wudang Mountain nurture this spirituality.
It wasn't just one or two.
Instead, there were thousands, tens of thousands of people.
So...
If Yang Xuan had only collected this spirituality…
He did not intend to refine it into his own power.
Then, he would return to the Origin World.
He directly brought out this spirituality.
At that time.
Even the Immortal Soul Stage big shots of the Origin World.
They would fight to buy it.
Because of this ownerless spirituality.
Only in the most ancient and unsophisticated world without Transcendents would there be so many of them.
In those worlds with extraordinary systems.
Such spirituality.
Let alone hundreds or thousands of years of accumulation.
Even if it was just a month old, it would be taken away by others.
……
At the foot of Wudang Mountain, in front of the gate!
Yang Xuan stopped in his tracks.
He suddenly opened his mouth.
He exhaled lightly.
Whoosh!
This seemingly simple action of exhaling.
However, it also made the tourists who were already following behind Yang Xuan.
They started shouting.
"Mist! He actually spat out mist!"
"Could it be that immortals really do smoke?”
"I'm actually lucky enough to meet an immortal!"
"I want to take you as my master! Immortal, give me a chance!"
"Immortal, I have a wish, please…"
For a moment.
The tourists behind.
It was already starting to get a little crazy.
As for Yang Xuan.
He was still unmoved.
The mist he spat out.
From the very beginning.
Not long after, it actually formed a large area.
Then, at the foot of Wudang Mountain.
They were actually enveloped.
If at this moment.
If someone were to look down at Wudang Mountain from a high altitude…
They would discover the mist that Yang Xuan had spat out.
It didn't just envelop the foot of Wudang Mountain.
It was at the foot of Wudang Mountain.
It turned into a huge Yin-Yang Taijitu.
Such a miraculous phenomenon.
It was truly unimaginable to ordinary people.
"Rank 8 Yang Xuan. I heard that the sword belongs to Wudang!”
"That's why I came to pay my respects."
Yang Xuan was just like when he went to Shaolin.
he said at the foot of Wudang Mountain.
This time.
His voice was not loud.
He was just saying it in a normal way.
But the voice.
However, it was clearly transmitted to every place in Wudang Mountain.
That feeling.
Just like every tree in Wudang Mountain.
Every blade of grass.
Every flower.
Every bird, beast, insect.
After hearing Yang Xuan's voice.
They all began to repeat his words.
In the end, his voice.
It was circulating throughout the entire Wudang Mountain.
……
On Mount Wudang.
In Wudang Sect's True Martial Palace.
The current Wudang Sect Leader.
After hearing Yang Xuan's voice.
His expression was exactly the same as the abbot of Shaolin Temple.
The same bitter smile.
The same helplessness.
After that.
The Wudang Sect Master said to a white-haired old man sitting behind him.
He bowed deeply.
"Martial Uncle! I can only trouble you to fight this time!"
"Although the person who came is a youth, his martial arts are already known to the world.”
"Breaking through the void to see the gods is not bad."
"All this time, I thought it was just a legend.”
"Until the people from the Security Bureau came to find me, I didn't treat it as a real existence.”
"However, the other party's trip to the Shaolin Temple made us realize something.”
"So the legend is true."
When the Wudang Sect Master said this.
He did not continue.
"Leave it to me."
"It's not a bad thing for me to be able to meet an expert who can break through the void and see the gods in my lifetime.”
The white-haired elder smiled.
After that.
He stood up and jumped.
His entire person.
He instantly rushed out of the True Martial Palace.
As he dashed out.
In the main hall.
On top of a patriarch statue.
There was also a longsword with a scabbard.
He actually followed this old man.
That sword.
But no one was controlling it.
Such a scene.
Many of the higher-ups in WuTang Sect were suddenly filled with confidence.
"The Grand Elder has perfected Supreme Force and cultivates the Taiji Sword Dao.”
"The sword is the extension of the hands and feet, the head of a hundred weapons.”
"It's compatible with our Wudang Sect's swordsmanship.”
"The Grand Elder might not lose."
In the entire WuTang Sect.
There were only four Supreme Jing experts.
Except for the Grand Elder who had just left.
The others were only at the initial stage of Supreme Force.
Therefore, their vision and knowledge were based on martial arts.
He had surpassed many people, but when placed at the level of seeing the gods and not being bad, he was still looking at the sky from the bottom of a well.
Moreover, he had to be careful.
They still didn't know.
Yang Xuan was no longer unfazed.
He was now above the gods.
Spirit Manifestation.
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