The Nine Secret Arts, Proud Above All

At the beginning, Chaos split into nine, and the Dao unfolded into: Prostrate, Soldier, Fight, Man, All, Formation, Array, Forward, March. When the nine became one, Chaos emerged once more. Ning Feng gazed at the newborn world, somewhat lost. “The Heavenly Dao is the most merciless thing of all, yet now I have become the Heavenly Dao...” Looking at the empty world, Ning Feng’s eyes finally cleared a little. “The Heavenly Dao should never have existed...” With that, Ning Feng pulled a ball of light from his chest. It was shaped like a pearl, but its light scattered instead of gathering. “You belong to no one. You belong to the entire dimension...” He extended both hands, and the ball of light merged into the void and disappeared. As soon as it left his hands, Ning Feng’s body began to slowly fade away. He paid no attention to his dissolving body and closed his eyes. “Is this the Dao? But this isn’t what I wanted. Perhaps I should have died back on Earth...” “I’ve known joy, sorrow, happiness, and despair. I’ve loved and hated... I sought the Dao, but lost everything...” Countless points of light drifted through the void, then gradually fell into the newborn world and became living beings: plants, young beasts, and humans... Perhaps this was only one cycle of reincarnation. Perhaps Ning Feng had guessed what was coming...