as the wind, agile and graceful. He moved with ease and abandon. When he wielded his sword, there were no fancy or complicated moves; only simple cuts, slashes, stabs, and parries—the fundamental swor...In a dimly lit cave.

Suddenly, it sparkled and shimmered.

Several piles of spirit crystals were placed before Yun Hao.

There are more than seven thousand six hundred divine crystals in total.

Apart from these spirit crystals, Yunhao didn't care about anything else.

They are all just new recruits who have recently joined the Qingyang Sect, and they wouldn't have any valuable treasures on them.

Then we'll sell it and exchange it for some divine crystals, that's the correct way to operate.

Yunhao now understood even better the intention behind this trial arranged by the slovenly Sect Master Lü Yi.

First, he needs to be tempered.

Second, it's possible that the "wu wei" philosophy is just too extreme for him. Maybe he needs to be more self-sufficient.

Yunhao put away a pile of divine crystals, leaving a portion for cultivation.

He operated his cultivation technique, absorbing the divine energy from within the spirit crystal. He refined it, strengthening the divine energy within his own body, stimulating his flesh and giving birth to even more divine energy, forming a complete cycle.

It's just one step away from reaching the realm of the Primordial Gods.

As Yun Hao inhaled and refined the divine energy within the Shenjing, the thin barrier that had obstructed his ascension to the initial stage of a god began to loosen and shatter.

One night passed.

Yun Hao, who had spent over a thousand divine crystals, was enveloped in an intense aura of divine radiance.

Within him, every inch of flesh, muscle and bone, gives birth to a constant stream of divinity.

The process of his ascension to the rank of a primordial god was uneventful. There were no earth-shattering events or visions galore, it was as if it was destined to happen, natural and inevitable. Even the surging, powerful qi and blood within him did not cause much commotion.

Yun Hao suspected that this had something to do with the *Wu Wei Jing*.

He had entered that state of resonance with heaven and earth countless times, his body imbued with the traces of the natural way, the tranquility of non-action. Therefore, his power and aura became extraordinarily peaceful.

But...

The Great Way is natural, tranquil and effortless, yet it is not absolute peace.

Because a gentle breeze can turn into a devastating storm, a babbling stream can become a raging torrent, and even the most ferocious thunder cannot extinguish the tenacious life force of a tender green shoot on a verdant meadow.

Yun Hao felt that the true meaning of the *Wu Wei Jing* was to use a serene and effortless state of mind to control the turbulent power of nature!

After achieving the realm of a nascent god.

In Yunhao's heart, there was finally a touch of...confidence!

In this primordial divine realm, where gods first began their journey of cultivation, he has now truly taken his first step.

Just then.

"Boom!"

A powerful force erupted.

The cave where Yun Hao hid exploded, sending rocks flying everywhere.

A layer of divine radiance enveloped Yun Hao's entire body, as if countless invisible sword qi existed, shattering the surging power and flying rocks into oblivion.

A young man with a haughty expression hung in the air, looking down at the clouds below.

"Yesterday, I sensed someone avoiding my investigation and hiding. It seems like it's you, kid. You're quite good at dodging my perception; that's something to be proud of. But you're also a bit too bold. You dare to hide here and attempt a breakthrough Even if your concealment techniques are superb, the fluctuations in energy from your breakthrough will ultimately be impossible to completely conceal."

The man sized up Yun Hao with a haughty air, delivering a scathing critique in his words and demeanor. His tone and expressions revealed a palpable disdain, treating Yun Hao with utter contempt.

This is a Qingyang Sect inner disciple, one of the three hunters at the early stage of the divine realm, fifth level.

Its aura fluctuated, far surpassing the power of the three alien clan leaders Yun Hao had faced in the Cang Realm.

The three tribal chiefs of the Azure World Celestial Palace, at their strongest, were equivalent to a cultivator of the early Divine Realm's second layer, much like Zhang Ting.

Under circumstances where no force of humanity could be used, before breaking through, Yun Hao encountering such an opponent, not to fight with his power is the wisest choice.

After being promoted to the Initial Divine Realm, Yun Hao felt that he could give it a try.

The sword in his hand slowly rose, its blade pointed directly at the hunters from the Qingyang sect.

The hunter's lips curled into a chilling arc: "Well done, you have guts. To meet me and still choose to fight, you are the first rookie I've seen with such audacity."

Since you're so bold, I'll let you experience the gap between power!

As soon as the words left his lips.

This hunter from the Qingyang Sect, a nascent Divine Realm Fifth-Stage expert, instantly plummeted downwards, striking out with a palm.

The majestic divine radiance, condensed into a gigantic handprint, strikes with ferocious power.

Yun Hao took a step forward, his body and sword becoming one. He did not dodge or evade, but instead charged headfirst towards the incoming palm strike.

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, a sword flashed out, its icy blade tearing through the majestic palm print imbued with divine power.

A look of astonishment flashed across the hunter from the Qingyang faction's face.

Although his palm strike wasn't at full power, for a newly promoted low-god to break through its force is already incredibly rare.

Just as the inner disciple of the Qingyang School, a nascent divine realm fifth-layer cultivator, was about to unleash his full power, suddenly, the figure in his sight vanished!

A sharp edge appeared on his back.

He felt like his back was being ripped apart!

Yun Hao, who teleported behind the hunter with a blink, struck down with his sword with all his might.

"Boom!"

A massive explosion occurred.

The hunter, at the crucial moment, erected a barrier that deflected Yun Hao's strike. However, his body still felt the impact of the force, losing its balance and tilting forward as he flew.

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly.

A golden sword light shot out.

The Qingyang Pai hunter's pupils contracted.

Danger!

A strong intuition told him that the golden sword light was extremely dangerous.

But he didn't have time to dodge.

A golden sword light, piercing straight for his brow, its terrifying sharpness threatening to penetrate into his sea of consciousness.

His mental energy was instantly severed, a chaotic mess.

A roar of anger.

It was then that his power sent the golden sword light flying.

The God-Slayer Ancestor's pattern failed to infiltrate the opponent's Sea of Consciousness!

But this did not affect Yunhao at all.

He moved his mind, retracted the God-Slaying Ancestral Rune, and teleported again, appearing before the hunter.

The hunter's mind was unraveling, a splitting headache.

Yun Hao's attack erupted again, slashing out one sword after another in an instant.

"Ouch!"

This inner disciple of the Qingyang Sect, a hunter at the fifth level of the Initial God Realm, finally couldn't hold on any longer. Accompanied by a shriek of agony, he fell to the ground.

Terrible and miserable, the entire body was covered in wounds from swords.

He was covered in blood, lying on the ground, gritting his teeth and staring at Yun Hao who was pointing his sword at his throat. "Boy, you win," he gasped, "Hurry up and retract your sword!"

Yun Hao sheathed his sword.

The hunter finally felt a little better.

But this was a feint, the raised sword struck the hunter's head with the flat of the blade, *bam*, knocking him unconscious.

After all, he's still just a Fifth-Rank Divine Spirit realm cultivator. It wouldn't be easy to deceive him.

Yun Hao thought to himself that he still had to mingle in the other's trial ground and couldn't expose himself for now, so he took out some bottles and jars from his storage ring.

These are all yesterday's harvests.

The jars and bottles contained numerous pills that Yun Hao didn't recognize, but he could be certain they were poisonous.

The Qingyang Sect and the Wuyi Sect had some conflict, but it hadn't reached the point of life and death. Yun Hao didn't want to kill the hunter, so he reduced the amount of poison. He took out one poison pill from each bottle, his hands almost couldn't hold them anymore, before stuffing them into the hunter's mouth.

That way, he should be quiet and give himself some time to safely weather the storm.

Then, Yun Hao took off the storage ring.

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