Eight years later.
Atop Dragon Tiger Mountain.
Lin Yuan sat cross-legged on a massive boulder.
Whish whish.
The pitter-patter of raindrops fell from the sky, evaporating into thin air several yards from Lin Yuan's body.
Lin Yuan opened his eyes, looking down at the drifting sea of clouds in the early morning.
"Taiyin Pole Extreme and Taiyang Pole Extreme may seem like two entirely different paths, but their essence is part of the vast universe; Taiyin can be transformed into Taiyang, and Taiyang can be transformed into Taiyin..."
Deep within Lin Yuan's Qi Sea Dantian, the Power of Taiyin and the Power of Taiyang merged into a duo of black and white.
Constantly colliding, dissipating, and then rebirthing in an endless cycle.
Over these eight years, Lin Yuan had immersed himself almost entirely in comprehending the Taiyin Pole Extreme and the Taiyang Pole Extreme.