Where the Radiance Wanes

The rising sun over the snowless Wudang was especially brilliant. It washed over the rocks and fell between the Taoist temples. Chu Feng had woken up early and stood at the summit.

Purple mist spiraled upwards around the cliff. The energy on all the famed mountains had become much denser after the rapid upheaval.

He welcomed the morning glow and circulated his breathing technique. He wanted to recover and, once again, step into the king realm. He was somewhat nervous on the tenth day because he no longer wanted to lead a mundane life.

Golden light surged and appeared on the surface of his body but ultimately dispersed without entering.

There was a small grinding stone, about 10 centimeters in radius, in his body. The two different colored pieces of the grinding stone, one white and one black, turned slowly, crushing any and all energy apart.

Chu Feng sighed. He was very much unresigned. It was already the tenth day—could he still not change his situation!?