Book excerpt: There was a sense of loss in the Divine Slope, a radius of a thousand miles that could not be approached. This was the world of the Four Spirits. Everyone yearned to become a Four Spirit Cultivator, to peek into the path of cultivation, to cultivate their form, to obtain their spirit, to become a Saint, and to become a Spirit Destruction God. The unhurried youngster held the jet-black dragon in his hand as he stepped onto the back of a Mythical Sea Dragon Whale. And look at a young man. In this world filled with colors, how did he manage to create a world of his own? [When the Divine Veins appear, I will be the one to sink and float!] Close]