Chapter 1467: Chapter 277: Three Flowers Gathering at the Top, Martial Saint Bestows a Technique!

Within the courtyard.

"Congratulations, Marquis!" Su Qingying’s voice was crisp, full of youthful charm.

"Indeed, it’s worth congratulating!" Jiang Ning smiled faintly.

"The achievements of Marquis today, placed in the Ancient Era, would be described as transcending the Three Realms, not being within the Five Elements, and breaking free from the shackles of heaven and earth," Su Qingying said.

"Why do you say that?" Jiang Ning asked.

"To imprint the True Spirit mark within the body, and integrate it with oneself! The fate of past life and present will end at this moment, from now on, destiny will be self-determined, the future unclear and chaotic, and every reincarnation will forever be oneself, with no other possibilities!" Su Qingying explained.

In the courtyard, the snow fell silently.

Su Qingying’s words, like stones thrown into a peaceful heart-lake, stirred layers of ripples within Jiang Ning’s heart.

"Transcend the Three Realms, beyond the Five Elements... destiny self-determined."

These words resonated with the feelings in his Spirit Platform at this moment, making his understanding of the "True Self" remarkably clear.

He introspected, the True Spirit mark that once hovered high on the Spirit Platform, embodying reincarnation, has now completely dissolved, like the most primal starlight, evenly spreading and integrating into every inch of the Divine Soul, becoming indistinguishable.

From now on, his Divine Soul is no longer a vessel holding the mark, but the mark itself, the unique and indivisible manifestation of the "True Self."

"All past is like yesterday’s death," Jiang Ning realized, in this life and this world, my thoughts are me, with no fate or trajectory higher than ’me’ that can forcibly interfere.

Every path in the future will be walked and chosen by ’me’ personally.

Chaos is yet to be determined, but entirely within one’s grasp.

This indescribable great freedom is also the ultimate manifestation of absolute control over oneself.

He felt his will concentrated and clear as never before, able to stabilize the Heart Spirit with a thought, untempted by external things, undisturbed by inner demons.

Various thoughts reflected in his heart, laid out separately, not interfering or intertwining.

However, this clarity and sense of control brought by the extreme power of "the Divine" also made him sharply aware of his current "predicament."

The Divine is too powerful!

Strictly speaking, his current "Divine" has reached a level comparable to the Human Immortal.

Yet his Martial Arts Realm halts at Second Grade.

Though his physical body is strong, it only matches First Grade.

The physical body of a First Grade Martial Artist, placed in the Immortal Dao, can only be equivalent to Yang God.

Completely not on the same level as the Divine.

And the strength of the physical body only relates to the "Essence" among Essence Qi Spirit.

As for the strength of Qi, he currently can’t grasp it.

Inner Elixir Cultivation Skill has completed four breakthroughs, relying on the golden inner core within, he has already mastered part of the miracle of the Peak of First Grade Martial Arts.

Currently, how strong the Qi is, at what level, he does not understand.

But he can be sure, the strength of Qi must be supremely high.

Because Inner Elixir Cultivation Skill itself is a superior martial arts technique, beyond the ordinary.

On the basis of the perfection level of a superior skill, having achieved four breakthroughs, it has already reached an unbelievably mysterious realm.

Thus he has such confidence.

But the disparity among Essence Qi Spirit is so great, the Divine is the strongest, already at the peak, while Essence and Qi are still somewhere in the mountains.

The three cannot blend harmoniously into a balanced state, the threshold of First Grade remains like a mirage, visible but hard to truly touch.

"It seems the urgent task now is not to continue enhancing the ’Divine’, but to elevate the ’Essence’ and ’Qi’ to match the height of ’Divine’, and find that key balance point...!"

Jiang Ning thought to himself, furrowing his brow slightly.

This requires opportunity, method, and more time, which is precisely what he currently lacks.

As he furrowed his brow, a disturbance suddenly arose overhead.

A ripple continuously spread in the void.

The next moment.

Jiang Ning sensed an indescribable, gentle yet supreme will silently descending upon the courtyard.

There was no earth-shattering aura, no space-tearing phenomenon.

Yet the mere existence of this will made the snowflakes around suddenly pause, the whole spacetime seemed to halt because of it, the air turned serene and solemn.

Su Qingying stepped back barefoot a half-step, silently bowing toward the eastern void.

She already knew whose will, comparable to divine will, this was.

Jiang Ning sensed, then lifted his head.

Above the courtyard, though there was no phenomenon, he felt a pair of eyes filled with endless wisdom and timelessness quietly watching him.

Those eyes seemed to penetrate his body, directly resting on his just perfected, internally radiant Divine Soul.

The gaze carried a trace of examination, a trace of comprehension, and a hint of admiration!

"Come see me."

Three words, not spoken, but directly sounded in the depths of his heart.

It’s him!

Jiang Ning immediately understood.

In the next moment, the supreme will enveloping the courtyard receded like a tide.

As if it never appeared, leaving only a faint, tranquility-inducing echo in the air.

Jiang Ning exchanged a glance with Su Qingying.

"It’s him!!!" Su Qingying whispered, her eyes reflecting layers of ripples.

The Martial Saint’s two consecutive earth-shaking actions were both to deter foreign enemies for Jiang Ning, which surely represents the Martial Saint’s high attention to Jiang Ning.

Today’s descent of the Martial Saint’s will, like divine will, is another testament.

Jiang Ning nodded, saying no more.

He rose, tidied his clothes, then said to Su Qingying, "I have to go there!"

As the words fell, his form turned into an invisible breeze, disappearing from the spot.