Wang Ye walked across the Wasteland, a trace of fatigue on his face.
Thinking about it,
since the New Year, he had once again been wandering the Wasteland for over a month.
Wang Ye always felt that his current realm was stuck at a bottleneck. His energy could no longer increase. It seemed like there was only a thin membrane before him; once he broke through it, a whole new world would await. Yet no matter what he did, he could not take that step forward and remained firmly stuck in place.
To that end, he had put himself under all sorts of pressure, including being hunted down by ghosts.
But he later discovered that the life-and-death urgency those ghosts brought him was no longer nearly enough.
"Time is running out."
"Looks like this is all I can do for now."
In the end, Wang Ye sat amid a patch of ruins and muttered to himself.
His current strength was probably at the high tier of the Buddha Realm. If he broke through again, he should reach the peak tier, only one step away from the Six Imperials.
He had originally planned to improve his strength further before going out to handle matters. That way, if he encountered Maitreya, even if he could not crush him outright, he would at least hold the advantage in strength, saving himself a great deal of scheming.
Unfortunately,
he ultimately failed.
"It's time to deal with Qingfeng Village's problem."
"That bunch has always been awfully restless."
"I wonder what their true trump card really is."
In the end, Wang Ye gazed toward a certain direction in the Wasteland, muttered a few words, and vanished into it.
"Did I actually break through again?"
!!!
Maitreya stood up excitedly, his eyes filled with delight.
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