The Pinnacle Of Life

He saw countless images of abstract artistic images before him…

A bright moon rose above the sea. Yin and Yang divided the dawn and dusk. White clouds floated around aimlessly for a thousand years. One aspired to reach the sky and pluck the bright moon…

Wait a minute!

He felt that his soul seemed to have touched some kind of mysterious domain from each artistic conception, and his soul power was growing by leaps and bounds. Every time he saw an artistic image, some energy in the artistic image would flop and land in his soul, evolving his soul once again.

Later, he saw endless immortal mountains, divine seas with golden light, suspended islands, falling stars, immortal peaches, eternal heavenly bamboo, and even the divine fountain of the Earthly Immortal. He drooled and coveted each of them with anticipation.

However, he quickly composed his mind and returned to his main body. He just could not help but doubt the images that he had seen in his soul.

Until the last moment, a certain ray of light, like a thunderbolt piercing through the night, appeared and struck his heart.

visions shattered and disappeared without a trace. Eventually, he saw a floating mass of light. The mass of light was not big, but it

this hazy mass of light. It looked like

Boom!

eight trigrams of the Yin-Yang Chi in Alex’s sea of consciousness suddenly shook and

his consciousness returned,

bones gradually faded into

“Are you awake?”

of the Nine Heavens talking next to him right after he

“Huh…?”

black and white

at his feet and then looked at the Mystic Maiden. “I remembered… That old monk took out a lot of black and white immortal spring water and said that it was a grand opportunity. So I immediately immersed myself in it just now. Did you not drink a little of it? This stuff

said, “I don’t drink someone else’s

“What..?”

monk soaked his feet with that water. Did you not