Pure Land, a critical land of Great Yu, where in the Void there were "ridians" distributed in all directions, evolving from disorder into order, combing through the laws of heaven and earth.
Qin Ming sat silently, questioning his own heart and probing the road ahead, his thoughts more active than ever before.
This place was also called the Land of Tao; it was the foundation upon which the Earth Immortal Dynasty would be built.
Ordinary people could hardly enter; even Direct Lineage mbers of the Imperial Family had to register and make an appointnt in advance if they wished to co inside. That Qin Ming could co here to sit in seclusion was naturally because Yao Ruoxian had put in a word for him.
Borrowing this land to cultivate, Qin Ming’s tangled thoughts also went from disorder to order, as though they were being purified.
To break through the Grandmaster barrier was, of course, exceedingly difficult.
Profound accumulation and rare Big dicine, neither could be lacking. At tis, one even needed life-and-death blood battles, borrowing external force to smash through that firm, unyielding wall.
Qin Ming had just forced two breakthroughs in succession in the Blood Forest and Silver River Gorge; only a few days had passed since then. He naturally did not expect to achieve it in one leap and step into the Fifth Realm overnight.
He had co here to clarify his heart, to deduce the road ahead, to see whether he already possessed the conditions to charge the great barrier.
The Grandmaster checkpoint was like a Heavenly Chasm, blocking many geniuses.
Even so Immortal Seeds and Divine Seeds had been ground down again and again, lingering for a long ti at the threshold, unable to advance, needing Inner Refining of Dragon Tiger and external tempering in blood tribulations before they could attain the Grandmaster Position.
All the Grandmasters in the world, once they had gathered the various necessary conditions, either fought their way up or endured the passage of years to succeed.
In the depths of the Pure Land, within a Brass Furnace, coils of fragrant mist rose in spirals. As Qin Ming breathed in the "Calming God Incense," his state of mind gradually beca more peaceful than ever.
There was no doubt that Qin Ming’s Pure Yang Consciousness was at a very high degree of Pure Yang; in the instant of Spiritual Clarity, it was as if he had built an Immortal Bridge, connecting to the future and reaching the Other Shore.
This was a frightening Divine Sense, capable of letting him evade danger ahead of ti when calamity approached, and also of helping to push him into sudden realization, causing his consciousness to undergo extre sublimation, briefly crossing the Bridge to the Other Shore to gaze far along the road ahead.
Of course, the conditions needed to achieve Spiritual Clarity were far too harsh; it was mostly triggered by chance. Yet Qin Ming was now making use of this special macro-environnt, thodically stirring it, successfully entering this state, and even attempting to stay in it for a long ti.
His consciousness was pure, unstained by dust, the Fire of his mind blazing brilliantly. He was using this special Divine Sense to simulate the road of breaking through to Grandmaster.
Qin Ming saw all manner of scenes: his inner self combining Dragon and Tiger, his exterior refining flesh, blood, and viscera; his spirit rging into a Unity; Heavenly Light, consciousness, and Divine Wisdom condensed and then collapsed, casting a Supre Golden Core, which then shattered again and poured into his limbs and bones.
"Mm, it’s feasible. Once all external conditions are t, if I charge through, I can beco a Grandmaster, but... in the end, I explode."
Qin Ming’s brows knitted deeply. With the accumulation he had built up until now, his foundations were frighteningly strong; he could already attempt to assault the Fifth Realm. But at the mont of breakthrough, his Body would disintegrate.
His heart grew sowhat heavy. He said, "Is the True Form Tribulation really this terrifying? I’ll face it the mont I break through."
This was, in fact, understandable. After all, he had fused too many True Scriptures into himself, while the Grandmaster transformation was about Commanding All Strengths to refine the True Form.
During this process, there was inherently a trend of All thods returning to Unity.
The convergence of all the skills he cultivated was indeed sowhat frightening.
Even if a sect-founding Ancestor Master were to retrace the Newborn Road, it would be hard to avoid this tribulation in the Fifth Realm.
The Fifth Realm was extrely crucial; it would establish one’s main path for the future. For example, the Six Celestial True Forms, the True Form of Tathagata, and the Yuqing True Form all truly began to appear in the Fifth Realm.
Qin Ming’s whole body shone, his Pure Yang Consciousness seething. He stood upon the Other Shore Immortal Bridge, gazing ahead, striving to maintain this special state as he carried out a second deduction.
"After I explode, I won’t die. I’ll be able to reassemble my True Body, but I’ll be grievously injured." He sighed softly, carefully analyzing.
He made full use of this rare opportunity and began his third deduction.
With a whoosh, Qin Ming withdrew from the limited mont of Spiritual Clarity. He inhaled deeply; in all three True Form Tribulations he had just simulated, blood had rained in torrents, his Spiritual Field torn into fragnts. That experience was extrely terrifying, the agony nearly unbearable.
In the final deduction, Qin Ming realized that the crux of the problem lay in his breakthrough being sowhat rushed; he had been a bit too eager for quick success. If he polished himself for a few more months, it likely wouldn’t be so miserable.
At that mont, he thought of those Silk Calligraphy Ancestor Masters who had exploded.
"If you haven’t blown yourself up at least once, you can’t claim to have practiced Chaos Force." Qin Ming mocked himself, guessing those Ancestor Masters would have much in common with him.
Though he put it that way, if it could be avoided, who would willingly injure their own Origin?
Afterward, he recalled the Golden List’s reminder to him in the Silver River Gorge, telling him to patiently temper himself, settle his heart, and forge himself into the most perfect state.
Qin Ming decided to return to Shuangshu Village, to lie dormant quietly for several months, devoting himself wholly to comprehending Hunyuan Force, pushing himself to the most flawless and harmonious state of the Fourth Realm.
"I’m going to cut myself off from the world for a ti!"
When he attempted another breakthrough then, he believed it ought not to be so tragic.
Waterborne harmony and completion—that was the Supre Domain he pursued. Forcing and rushing the breakthrough would be detrintal to his future, squandering his potential for nothing.
As for the Big dicine needed for the breakthrough, Qin Ming had a large sum of money in hand. If he went to purchase them, it was not impossible to gather what he required.
"However, the Supre Blood Battle has just ended, and all kinds of dicinal Herb are in extre short supply. There’s very little rare treasure dicine circulating on the market; that is a problem."
After weighing it, he felt these factors should not block his path of advancent.
If it truly didn’t work out, Qin Ming figured he could go ’cash in his reputation’ and borrow dicine; he reckoned he could still gather enough.
So long as he was willing to put aside his pride, the major ancestral court forces along the Newborn Road, as well as Tai Xu and the Great Yu Imperial Family, would probably all lend him dicine.
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