me, such as Wei Heng and a few others, directly looked at Lei Bufan!Because Lei BuFan had already killed seven people who refused to cooperate when he first gathered everyone.At first, they didn't qui...Although the concealed arrows were sharp, they were unable to advance even an inch when they reached a distance of a hair's breadth from the tenth meridian. Apparently, they couldn't break through the invisible barrier formed by the power of Heaven.

For such a situation, Ginger Cloud was not surprised. He hadn't even fantasized about being able to break through this barrier with mere water mist. This was merely an unconscious attempt on his part.

The mist arrows dissipated, and Jiang Yun did not continue to try. Instead, he concentrated his gaze on the waterfall before him, once again falling into his own contemplation.

He didn't know that at this very moment, on this small mountain peak, including Gu Bulao, the four of them were silently watching him.

Even the headmaster of the Question Dao Sect, Dao Tianyou, was the same.

Only they knew what Ginger Cloud was thinking, and they all wanted to see if Ginger Cloud could find a way to break the boundary rules.

Time slipped away in Gingercloud's contemplation, and he became as still as a statue, not moving at all. Even his gaze was fixed, locked on a large rock jutting out from beneath the waterfall.

Although Zang Feng is not very high, the waterfall cascading down from a height of one hundred meters still possesses tremendous force, crashing heavily onto this massive rock and sending up countless sprays of water.

The boulder has existed within this waterfall for an unknown length of time, but it is certain that from the day the waterfall was born, it has been enduring the impact of the cascading water. Moment by moment, endlessly, until on its surface where it comes into contact with the waterfall's flow, a distinct indentation has formed.

Ginger Cloud's gaze just happened to settle on that indentation. Day after day, he stared at it for a whole six days... until on the sixth day, his eyes suddenly lit up with a glimmer of light.

This boulder, like an unbreakable barrier of heaven, is incredibly solid. But under the constant impact of the waterfall, a dent has been formed. Water wears away at stone, so could I, perhaps, break through the barrier in the same way

Thinking of this, Jiang Yun suddenly stood up, taking a step forward. This scene made everyone who was watching him widen their eyes in astonishment.

Jiang Yun sat on the edge of the cliff. Taking one step forward meant stepping into empty air, but he didn't fall. As he took a step, a stream in the waterfall turned into mist and hovered beneath his feet, carrying him to the giant rock.

This scene couldn't help but make Xuan Yuan Xing let out a light sigh and say, "Brother Jiang's control over spiritual energy is simply breathtaking!"

>>>Dongfang Bo and Situ Jing both nodded in agreement. To be able to transform water into mist so seamlessly, if it were them back then, they definitely wouldn't have been able to do it.

Jiang Yun reached out and touched the indentation. Then, surprisingly, he sat cross-legged on the giant stone, replacing it to bear the impact of the waterfall cascading down.

"What is he trying to do" Xuanyuan Xing frowned slightly. "Could it be that he's going to try the method of wearing down a rock with water drop by drop"

“If he really thought that, he was so wrong!” Dongfang Bo shook his head. “Putting aside the fact that drilling through stone takes an incredibly long time, the barrier formed by the power of Heaven and Earth can only be broken by a force not belonging to this world. Even if he sat there for ten thousand years, it would be useless.”

Si Tu Jing whispered, "Perhaps, he has other thoughts!"

Jiang Yun had no other thoughts. He truly wanted to break through the barrier using the method of dripping water wearing away a stone. However, he also knew this would take a long time, and it was impossible for him to just sit here all the time.

Therefore, after a while, the water that landed on Jiang Yun's body gradually began to evaporate. It was as if Jiang Yun had become a stove with an extremely high temperature. Once a drop of water touched him, it would evaporate into wisps and strands of mist, then rush into his body one after another.

At first, only the water that touched Jiang Yun's body would turn into mist. However, as time passed, the flowing water around him also gradually began to transform into mist.

More and more mist permeated, covering the sky like a blanket, gradually enveloping Jiang Yun's motionless figure until he was completely swallowed.

Ginger Cloud sat there for ten days. When those ten days passed, the waterfall that had originally cascaded down a hundred zhang, vanished without a trace. In its place was an endless expanse of mist, making this place seem like a fairyland.

The three figures of the East had pity in their eyes. Although they were astonished by the power of Jiang Yun's magical technique, such a method was simply impossible to break through the Heavenly Barrier.

In fact, Jiang Yun was already aware of this at the moment, but he couldn't think of any other way, so he didn't want to stop, he didn't want to give up.

Moreover, he wasn't without his gains.

For ten consecutive days and nights, he tirelessly manipulated his spiritual energy, wielding the art of Heaven's Clouds and Earth's Mist. This allowed his cultivation base of ninefold meridians to completely stabilize. The nine meridians within his body were now seamlessly connected, with spiritual energy flowing through them endlessly, circulating in a continuous loop before converging at his dantian, forming a lake of spiritual energy enveloped by the same ethereal mist.

Even, he had vaguely felt a pressure from heaven, pressing down on his body, pressing down on the spiritual lake within him. And he understood that this was a sign that he was about to enter the realm of blessed land.

Nine is the extreme, cannot be surpassed, one can only step onto another stage, starting anew from one.

If he knew how to enter the Pure Land, and if he was willing, then he could begin to try and gather the Pure Land now.

But of course he wouldn't want that!

Whether it's Gu Bular's demand or Feng Wuji's Tenfold Meridian Connection, especially with Wei Zhengyang's presence, he must at least open the tenth meridian.

After five more days had passed, Jiang Yun finally opened his eyes. Although his face remained calm and expressionless, he knew deep down that he had to give up.

Over half a month, the impact of the water mist's power failed to even slightly loosen the Heavenly Dao Barrier. Continuing any further would be pointless.

Looking at the surroundings still shrouded in thick mist, a faint smile slowly appeared on Jiang Yun's usually calm face, and a trace of reminiscence flickered in his eyes.

Because of this hazy and blurred vision, he couldn't help but think back to when he was soaking in a medicinal bath in his grandfather's small wooden cabin.

Every time I take a medicine bath, the rolling, boiling hot water rising steam fills the entire wooden house completely. The mist is so thick that I can't see anything, only faintly making out my grandfather's kind face.

Jiang Yun closed his eyes again, but in his mind, he could clearly see his grandfather, the fog-filled hut, the large wooden tub, and the young himself grinning with teeth bared inside.

Even to his ears, he recalled the conversation he had with his grandfather every time he took a medicine bath before the age of six.

"Grandpa, why am I the only one who has to take a medicinal bath"

"Because you are too weak!"

"Will that bath of medicine make me stronger"

"Yes, it can make your body stronger and your power greater!"

"Then can I also smash a big stone with one punch like Brother Jiang Lei"

More than just shattering a stone, one day you'll discover that your physical strength will allow you to shatter everything!

Smash everything!

Jiang Yun's eyes suddenly opened, and two dazzling lights shot out from them!

This novel is first published on the Traditional Chinese Novel Network.id, "Just like the writing desk from before, this chair is entirely crafted from the finest red water divine wood...""What!"Chen Jianye's words were interrupted by Gao Song, who had jumped up from bes...