Holy body, start with the Five Animal Exercises

If he wasn’t sure he could hide from an Immortal King’s gaze before, he no longer had to worry now.

With his current strength, even if that Immortal King Scripture fully revived and transformed into a half-step Immortal King descending to the world, he could suppress it with a single effort.

He just didn’t know how much of a gap there was between a fully revived Immortal King Scripture and a true Immortal King.

At this moment, he probably still wasn’t a match for a true Immortal King.

While pondering, the sound of gurgling water rang in his ears; the corners of Qin Jiang’s mouth curled slightly, and he departed following his intuition.

The roaring sound of waves was deafening; looking at the flowing river water around him, this was the first time he had stepped into the River of Time with his true body.

Looking around, a huge vortex almost cut off the river domain beneath his feet, and he was the center of this vortex.

Upon closer inspection, the vortex created by him did not affect the river water flowing past. It looked as if this vortex and the River of Time were not in the same dimension.

He knew this was because he had not yet revealed his power in the current era.

When he truly displayed his Peak power, this vortex would truly descend into the River of Time.

At that time, all the river water passing through this place would be affected by it.

This also meant that at that time, his every word and action would affect the future of the entire Zhongyuan Continent.

He looked up towards the upper reaches of the River of Time, where a mysterious calling came from.

Walking on the surface of the river, with each step, thousands of years of time flowed beneath his feet.

Arriving at the time node when the First Ancestor of the Xia Emperor attained the Dao, an equally massive vortex almost cut off the entire river domain.

Looking at the river water, his gaze pierced through time and space, seeing the First Ancestor of the Xia Emperor who had just become a Limit-Stage Immortal Lord.

The other party seemed to have some sense of it, but did not discover Qin Jiang’s existence.

Moving forward again, he saw the Emperor Ancestor Sovereign, Immortal Lord Linglong, and a young man dressed in Daoist robes who seemed to be the previous generation’s Pavilion Master of Celestial Firmament.

Traveling backwards along the River of Time for hundreds of thousands of years, at this moment, all the existences within those hundreds of thousands of years who had achieved the status of Limit-Stage Immortal Lord scanned the River of Time, but none had any success.

It was as if they clearly sensed something passing through their era, but they simply couldn’t discover anything.

Perhaps it was some Immortal King from the future who, after attaining the Dao, was exploring the history of ancient eras.

They couldn’t help but feel envious; with their strength as Limit-Stage Immortal Lords, they could of course also walk the River of Time.

But every era they passed through that had a Limit-Stage Immortal Lord was a hurdle for them, almost impossible to cross.

Only existences of the Immortal King rank could ignore such obstacles and travel to ancient eras.

On the River of Time, Qin Jiang continued forward; as he was about to reach the million-year node, he looked towards a certain place, and then his figure dissipated.

Ancient era, Dahei Mountain.

Swish swish swish!

Outside the towering main Peak of Dahei Mountain, tens of thousands of streaks of light flashed past, each representing a Martial Artist at the Secret Martial Artist level or above.

Qin Jiang walked at the foot of the main Peak, heading towards the summit along the wide mountain road.

Looking around, the summit almost vanished into the clouds, much more majestic than the Dahei Mountain of later generations.

On both sides of the mountain road, it was like a marketplace with shops of all sizes; there were Martial Artists—no, at this moment, perhaps calling them ’Cultivators’ would be more appropriate.

Judging from the attire of these practitioners, they looked more like the Ancient Qi Refiners recorded in ancient history.

“High-Grade Spirit Stones, exchange rate thirteen to one! Those interested, come quickly! Only one hundred stones!”

“Mid-grade Flying Sword! Only two hundred and fifty Mid-Grade Spirit Stones!”

“Scraps of Sword Talismans personally inscribed by a True Immortal Old Ancestor! Ten High-Grade Spirit Stones!”