The Sloth Mist Race Is Going to Rise?! The Soul Eater Demon Race! The Process Doesn't Matter as Long as the Result Is the Same!

When a genius's confidence was utterly shattered, that genius was practically ruined.

Feng Qingyan was like this now.

Wang Teng was like an enormous shadow hanging over his head, leaving an indelible mark upon his heart.

If his martial strength could not surpass Wang Teng's, he would live beneath Wang Teng's shadow for the rest of his life, and it would inevitably become a heart demon.

But under such circumstances, how could he possibly surpass Wang Teng?

Thus, it had formed a vicious cycle.

Unless he could rise anew after destruction!!!

But in the universe, those who could truly accomplish such a thing were exceedingly rare, as scarce as phoenix feathers and qilin horns.

The risks involved were simply too great. Unless one had truly reached the end of the road, how many people would casually choose to destroy themselves and rebuild?

Even so, most people ended in failure, ultimately dying and vanishing from existence.

Feng Qingyan's chances of succeeding were likely less than one in ten thousand.

If he truly possessed such resolve, he would not have driven himself into this state.

Yes, he had forced himself into it. Wang Teng had not forced him.

From beginning to end, Wang Teng had never actively done anything to him. He had merely countered whatever came his way, but Feng Qingyan himself could not hold it together.

It was one thing that he could not withstand Wang Teng's retaliation. Even when he saw Wang Teng accomplish something, he could not stop himself from feeling envy, jealousy, and hatred, directly causing his mentality to explode.

Could Wang Teng be blamed for that?

So, if someone like Feng Qingyan could successfully rise anew after destruction, then the number of people in this universe capable of doing so would at least double.

Of course,