In the Founding Calamity a thousand years ago, no one in Great Cang could reach the Third Heaven directly. But in today's Great Cang, there was a Heavenly Talent of the Literary Way unseen for a thousand years. Perhaps that was the one respect in which Great Cang surpassed what it had been a millennium ago.
Ji Guang saw a thread of new hope in Lin Su, yet Lin Su's heart was filled with bleak sorrow...
Today's Great Cang had him. He was a Sacred Hall Constant Walker, and a Heavenly Talent of the Literary Way. Many believed he had gained the favor of a Sage, granting Great Cang the possibility of coming infinitely close to the Third Heaven. Only Lin Su himself knew that the Holy Hall's situation was even worse than it had been a thousand years ago! Back then, there had at least been a Military Sage. Now, there was not even one!
Even the Holy Hall that possessed a Military Sage had not intervened to save Great Cang from its Founding Calamity. Could one still expect a Holy Hall without a Military Sage to be any different from a thousand years ago?
In truth, he had just received certain news from Moyuan: the Holy Hall would not act.
Yes, he could still find a way to negotiate with the Holy Hall, perhaps even ascend to the Third Heaven in search of an opportunity so ethereal that its odds could not be calculated. Yet a deeper concern lingered in his heart. In these times, even Sages could not be trusted! If he went to the Third Heaven now, he might well never return!
His death alone would not matter, but once he died, no one would truly be able to resolve Great Cang's crisis.
But he could