Luo Chen's confusion came quickly and went just as quickly.
It had to do with his nature.
Pragmatic!
Even if the road stretched on forever, as long as he walked it steadily, one step at a time, there would eventually come a day when he reached the end.
Along the way, he would inevitably encounter many problems.
Yet those problems were like scenery: he could keep them in his heart, but there was no need to linger and forget the way home.
Unless those problems completely blocked his path forward, he rarely burrowed into a bull's horn and got trapped there.
Beside the Nethercold Abyss, apart from the great problem that "the higher one's realm, the more flaws one has," Luo Chen had indeed identified three issues limiting his current combat power.
In truth, for ordinary Golden Core Cultivators, these issues were not troubling matters at all.
After all, no one treated Great Cultivators, or even Nascent Soul True Persons a whole realm above them, as imaginary enemies every day.
Moreover, Luo Chen's own abilities were already enough to crush Early Stage Golden Core and Middle Stage Golden Core opponents, and even when facing Late Stage Golden Core Great Cultivators, he would not fall into the slightest disadvantage.
He merely wanted to go "one step further."
In Luo Chen's view, if he could resolve these three current problems, perhaps he could truly run rampant among those of the same realm!
Even if he encountered another ambush like the one arranged by the Hundred Refinements Mountain lord, he would not be left in such a sorry state.
"Spells, Magic Treasures, developing the physique..."
Luo Chen muttered as his thoughts became like a tangled ball of hemp, leaving him with no idea where to begin.
His gaze unconsciously fell upon the formation