As time passed, the eyes of the entire Human Cultivation World converged here. Someone was attempting to break through to the Mahayana Realm, and mysterious powerful experts from other races had even interfered. This was a major event enough to shake the whole world.
The immortal cultivator named Ji Jiu had reached the most critical moment. More than ninety percent of his Nascent Soul had solidified, and he was about to gain a foothold in the domain of the Mahayana Realm.
But in the next instant, that continuously rising aura abruptly came to a halt, as though it had reached some sort of summit and could advance no further.
Very soon, Ji Jiu's aura began to plummet rapidly like a deflated ball. Vast amounts of true essence continuously spilled from his body, while his mana flowed backward through every meridian in his body.
This person's attempt to break through had failed!
He had only been one final step away from entering the Mahayana Realm, summoning heavenly tribulation, and formally undergoing his Mahayana Tribulation.
Yet in the end, all his efforts had come to nothing. It was as though some indestructible barrier had blocked him, leaving him unable to take even one more step forward.
The shackles of the Mahayana Realm had stopped him.
"Pfft!"
Upon the wilderness, Ji Jiu, whose breakthrough had failed, could no longer suppress the chaotic true essence within him. In almost an instant, the immense mana rampaging through his body destroyed all his meridians, even completely blasting through his dantian.
He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. Unwillingness and helplessness appeared on his face, before it finally turned ashen with despair.
His breakthrough had failed, his cultivation was ruined, and he did not have long to live.
This was his ending—or rather, it was likely