Li River Water Palace.
Above the waterside pavilion.
Jiang Ning sat cross-legged here, his eyes slightly closed, Heart Spirit already sinking into his body.
Deep within the Spirit Platform, that Primordial Spirit whose face was exactly the same as his sat cross-legged in the void, faint black-and-white mysterious light coiling around him.
At his glabella there existed an extremely fine silver line; that was the True Spirit mark, the mark of the True Spirit fusing with himself.
At this moment, as his mind moved, his consciousness merged with the Primordial Spirit.
Boom—
Within the Spirit Platform, it was as though heaven and earth were first being opened, chaos exploding.
The entire Spirit Platform Space at this instant began to quake and tremble; the Primordial Spirit's eyes suddenly snapped open,
