Instead, a few more threads of worry rose in Lin Xuan's heart.
As the saying went, fortune was where disaster leaned, and disaster was where fortune lay in ambush. What came next was the most crucial moment of advancing.
Within the Three Realms, there were also many old monsters at the peak of early Tribulation Transcendence.
On the surface, they were only one step away from the mid-stage realm, yet after tens of thousands of years of effort, it still served no use.
As the saying went, miss by a hair's breadth, and you were off by a thousand li.
This tiny step of difference was a thing of a thousand difficulties and ten thousand hardships to cross.
Lin Xuan naturally understood the reasoning within, and so even more tension filled his heart. He did not know whether the final advancement would be as smooth as just now.
In truth, speaking fairly, he had already gained an excellent harvest. Even if his advancement failed in the end, the benefits he had obtained from taking this pill were already equivalent to saving ten thousand years of bitter cultivation.
One should value contentment...
These were also words Lin Xuan often muttered.
The words were not wrong, however, but when a once-in-a-thousand-years opportunity was truly laid right beside him, how could he bear to let it slip by for nothing? Thus, to say Lin Xuan's mood at this moment was one of worrying over gains and losses was not exaggerated in the slightest.
Immortal spiritual objects were indeed far from ordinary.
This time, would he be able to advance smoothly?
Lin Xuan did not know.
Now, he no longer had the mood to consider whether the advancement would succeed or fail. Instead, he focused wholeheartedly and began to assault the bottleneck.
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