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Chapter 1587 - 49: Hunyuan! Hunyuan! The Origin of the Panel! (Part 2)
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Chapter 1587: Chapter 49: Hunyuan! Hunyuan! The Origin of the Panel! (Part 2)

Jiang Ning nodded, "So my next task is to enter secluded cultivation, as for those cultivation resources, I must trouble Mr. Shen."

"No problem!" Shen Wenyan nodded without hesitation.

He continued, "Brother Jiang should indeed enter secluded cultivation; the Immortal Dao’s curse skill is not without a solution!"

"As far as I know, the stronger the physique, the greater the resistance to the Curse Killing Skill."

"Now with no lack of resources, with Brother Jiang’s talent, it might be possible to achieve a physique capable of resisting the erosion of the Curse Killing Skill!"

Jiang Ning smiled and agreed, "That’s the logic!"

Then he added, "Now that I have obtained a vast amount of resources from the Cross Immortal Gate and Chaosheng Pavilion, after refining them all, I feel even more comfortable than in previous days! Continuing like this, perhaps there will be a day of complete resistance."

"That is truly something to be celebrated!!" Shen Wenyan congratulated with a joyful expression.

Jiang Ning also smiled.

In his view, once words are spoken, there are no walls in the world that don’t leak.

Today, these words of his might one day be heard by outsiders, the ears of those from the Immortal Cave Heaven.

And this, is also his purpose.

Afterwards, Shen Wenyan stood up.

"Brother Jiang, I won’t take up your time in the residence!"

"No need to see me off!" He added.

"Alright!" Jiang Ning nodded.

After that, Shen Wenyan, Ye Zhengqi, and Zhuge Qingsong stood up and left.

...

Outside the residence.

Ye Zhengqi suddenly stopped and glanced back at the residence.

"What’s wrong?" Shen Wenyan stopped and asked.

"Nothing." Ye Zhengqi shook his head calmly.

"Is it a sense of inexplicable sentimentality?" Shen Wenyan asked again.

"Yes!" Ye Zhengqi nodded lightly, then said, "I still remember the first time I met him, it was at the Water Moon Sword Palace, attending Xiao Qiushui’s Heavenly Person Grandmaster banquet! At that time, his strength was still weak, and he needed me to support him!"

"Looking back now, he has reached a level I cannot attain."

"The Black Flood Dragon King, Chen Canghai, figures of the past Unity Realm, can only submit in front of him."

Hearing these words from Ye Zhengqi,

Shen Wenyan smiled.

"Compared to anyone else, you cannot compare to him."

"In a thousand years, who can be compared to him?"

"No wonder he would be targeted by those from the Immortal lands, who would pay a great price to curse him!"

"Now I increasingly feel that as long as he is given time to grow, he may ultimately become a Martial Saint figure."

Ye Zhengqi also nodded in agreement.

...

On the other side.

After Shen Wenyan and the others left,

Jiang Ning spoke a few words with Ji Mingyue, then went to the backyard.

[Skill]: Black Dragon Swallowing Whale Skill (Second Limit Breaking 1013/30000) (Trait: Whale Swallowing (Deep Purple) Dan Sea (Light Purple))

Glancing at the newly initiated accumulation progress of the Black Dragon Swallowing Whale Skill, his gaze then fell on the Source Energy Points column.

[Source Energy]: 967633

After expending a full twenty thousand points, the Source Energy Points still had a considerable 960,000 plus.

"At the current rate of accumulation, tomorrow I will have an accumulation of a million Source Energy Points!"

He mused silently, and then closed the panel.

With a slight adjustment of his state, he entered a state of cultivation.

[Black Dragon Swallowing Whale Skill Experience Value +147]

[Black Dragon Swallowing Whale Skill Experience Value +151]

[...]

...

The next day.

The world was pitch black, and Jiang Ning suddenly opened his eyes.

On the bed, his eyes were unusually bright.

To him, the night was like day.

"It’s the change in the panel!!"

He suddenly opened the panel, his gaze falling upon it.

He saw a ripple on the panel, spreading like water waves.

Looking at the void panel before him, his eyes were deep, his expression solemn.

The next moment, as the panel continuously spread out, his heart spirit seemed to be drawn.

In a momentary stupor.

He suddenly saw a scene.

In the boundless chaos.

A streak of purple light broke through the void.

In an instant.

The purple light pierced through countless bubble-like worlds, penetrating endless time and space.

Then it plunged into a river flowing in the void.

"This is the origin of the panel!" he suddenly realized in his heart.

Then, he felt the panel transform into a streak of purple light, which in turn formed into the panel he could comprehend.

A surge of information emerged in his heart, instantly understanding the origin of this purple light.

Primordial base, the cornerstone of achieving supreme primordial, a creation from a higher dimension.

Looking at the panel in front of him, he instantly understood the significance of its existence.

Primordial base, the cornerstone of supreme primordial achievement.

This reminded him of the myths and legends from his past life.

In the world of the Great Desolate, all beneath the Saints are like ants.

To become a Saint, one must possess the Hongmeng Purple Qi, the credentials for achieving sainthood.

The purple light he briefly saw in his trance was from the primordial base of a higher dimension.

To achieve supreme primordial, one must have this primordial base.

Before this primordial base fortuitously fell into his hands, it had had several owners.

Now in his hands, the fate of the previous owners goes without saying.

Thinking of this, his heart suddenly tightened.

This is merely a fortuity, not a guaranteed success.

If careless, one could perish, everything turning to naught.

He then looked at the panel.

[Source Points]: 103.1

The panel had also undergone changes in this section compared to before.

It was no longer Source Energy but Source Points.

A higher level of energy points.

Over a million Source Energy now only appeared as one hundred and three Source Points.

"Ten thousand to one!" he instantly understood in his heart.

With the current presentation of the panel, he also realized it was a manifestation of the primordial base.

This was a path suitable for him, and a metamorphosis he could comprehend.

The primordial base, in different hands, would manifest diverse metamorphoses.

Yet all metamorphoses ultimately point towards the path of supreme primordial.

"So that’s it!!"

Various thoughts flashed through his mind, and looking at the panel, his heart suddenly relaxed a lot.

He had never understood why he possessed such a mystical panel, and the root had always been a bane of his heart.

He was worried that he was merely an experiment of some incomprehensible existence.

He was a pawn, a pawn of an incomprehensible existence.

No matter what achievements he obtained, they might ultimately be stripped away, left in vain.

Previously, his strength was too weak, of no value, unable even to protect himself, so he did not consider these matters.

But now knowing the panel’s origin, his previously suspended heart finally settled down.

He was not the gameboard, nor the pawn; no one provided him safe passage.

If he encountered a crisis, he would perish just like the former few owners of the primordial base.

Once dead, the primordial base would leave him and search for the next favored one.

He was not the one destined by fate.

Yet because of this, he instead felt an unusual lightness and relaxation.

Fate is not predetermined.

This means his future is drawn by his own hands.

His destiny is under his control.

Everything about him belongs to him.

He can control everything about himself.

Countless distracting thoughts interweaved, entangled, and bred in his heart.

After a long time.

Sigh—

He exhaled a long breath of impure energy.

He looked at the dark sky outside, his eyes becoming brighter and more determined.

His fist silently clenched.

With the future beneath his feet, destiny in his hands, his future would be written by him.

"The primordial base, the cornerstone of achieving supreme primordial, it’s too early to consider these! The current priority is to continue to hide, using the curse to perplex those in the Immortal Dao blessed lands! Only after possessing sufficient strength can these buzzing, insignificant existences be overturned."

He clenched his fists, thoughts emerging in his heart, planning the future path for himself.

He dared not be careless or reckless.

Because several previous owners of the primordial base failed and died, unable to achieve the so-called supreme primordial realm.

Let past lessons be warnings for future actions.

He understood that even with such a fortuity, he could not rashly advance.

"The manifestation of the panel might indeed relate to my personality."

"The existence of this panel is the most suitable path for me!!"

He secretly muttered to himself, his thoughts becoming clearer.

All metamorphoses, despite different paths, ultimately lead to the achievement of that supreme primordial realm.

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