The Rumu Wood party had vanished, and Luo Zheng had been gone for nearly ten years.
But Mu Xuerong had not forgotten him for even a moment...
Whenever she saw Luo Zheng's face, that humiliating scene from the past immediately surfaced in her mind.
Proud and competitive as she was, she absolutely could not accept such a defeat. The humiliation of being insulted by a Lower True God was enough to haunt her for the rest of her life.
She had even willingly allowed that hatred to run wild in her heart, letting it become her inner demon for a time.
"You've already entered the Great Perfection Realm!" Mu Xuerong exclaimed in surprise, then stared in shock at the speed of Luo Zheng's cultivation.
She had watched this man climb rapidly from Lower True God to Upper True God. To think that he had actually reached Great Perfection in a mere ten years—she found it difficult to accept for a moment.
"This... how is this possible?!"
Fang Henshao's face was also filled with disbelief.
As the foremost figures of the Noble Families, they had seen countless top geniuses in the divine land.
Some geniuses improved their cultivation at astonishing speeds.
Relying on the resources of their noble families, they could advance from Lower True God to Upper True God in little more than ten years.
There were quite a few people like that. At the very least, the Eastern Family and Mu Family each had several.
But reaching Great Perfection in ten years was a speed that Fang Henshao and Mu Xuerong found difficult to accept.
The difficulty of reaching Great Perfection was a million times greater than that of becoming a True God!
There were countless True Gods in the divine land, and Upper True Gods made up a