Dongling Marquis Mansion.
The moon hangs silently above the treetops as night falls.
Cold moonlight filters through the gaps in the trees, turning into scattered fragments of silver scattered on the ground.
The surface of the lake sparkles, resembling countless silver scales rising.
A splash of rainbow-colored light hovers over the lake, standing still, swaying only with the ripples on the surface.
Standing by the lake, Jiang Ning is in high spirits.
By now, he knows he should have the strength to rival Ji Xuan.
Especially in a day or two, when his Primordial Spirit breaks through the threshold and steps into the Primordial Immortal Realm, his strength will further improve.
Then.
He holds a long sword, practicing under the moonlight.
