Within the True Martial Holy Sect, white cranes cried in unison, auspicious clouds descended from the heavens, and spiritual springs surged forth like seas, spraying into the sky.,This body was so frail, it was almost unimaginable. He was certain he had returned to the age of fifteen, just the day he was about to begin his cultivation.,Xu Zimo gazed at the distant horizon. He could now freely manipulate the energy within the orb, and with just a thought, he could complete the tempering of the mortal realm and directly reach the Spiritual Meridian Realm.。