Jiangbei, Cloud Sea of Heaven-Reaching.
A young man who seemed to have gathered all Heaven and Earth's favor upon himself, blessed by destiny itself, sat cross-legged on a meditation cushion. With every breath, boundless radiance swirled around him.
Only after a while did he open his eyes.
"Ugh, too slow!"
Hongyun let out a long breath. His aura unfolded, and two Innate Divine Abilities emerged around him. He had astonishingly recovered to the peak of Foundation Establishment Middle Stage.
Yet the barrier between Foundation Establishment Middle Stage and Late Stage was like an impassable chasm, firmly blocking his path. He could not break through in one burst. To recover his Foundation Establishment Late Stage cultivation would take at least three years, and every second of that process felt like a hundred claws raking at his heart.
Just then, a streak of light tore through the air.
"Hm? A message from Chen Taihe?"
Hongyun's gaze shifted, and anticipation suddenly appeared in his eyes. He plucked the streak of light from the air and swept it with his Divine Thought, hoping to find the good news he wanted.
Yet a moment later, he flew into a rage.
"Send more people? How dare Chen Taihe say that?"
"At the peak of Foundation Establishment Middle Stage, an inner sect peak master, carrying countless Spiritual Treasures and knowing no small number of spells—and he still couldn't take down a mere rogue cultivator family?"
Before he had even finished speaking, he hurled the Flying Message hard to the ground.
"Damn it, Butian is useless."
Only after cursing for quite a while did Hongyun finally calm down and emerge from his anger. Once he had regained his composure, he quickly sensed that something was wrong.
My emotional fluctuations are too intense. This isn't right.
With that thought,