At this moment,
As he looked at the powerful Venerable-level cultivator before him, her expression cold and detached,
Lin Xuankong felt all the more keenly the helplessness of being weak! It had been nearly ten thousand years since he had experienced such a feeling!
Back in the Golden Dragon Immortal Realm, Lin Xuankong had once been called the number one figure in the Immortal Realm. When had he ever been so helpless, so powerless? Yet when one stood beneath another's eaves, one had no choice but to bow one's head!
This terrible feeling of utter powerlessness and helplessness made Lin Xuankong yearn even more desperately to raise his strength as quickly as possible in this Supreme Primordial Realm. He had some confidence that he could improve swiftly, after all, he possessed the Destiny of Old and Vigorous.
Of course, strength could not be achieved in a single bound!
It would be soon enough!
Other cultivators might require millions of years to attain the Lesser Accomplishment Realm, and tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of years to attain the Greater Accomplishment Realm! Yet Lin Xuankong was confident that he could cultivate at a speed thousands, perhaps over ten thousand times greater than theirs.
For now, the realm Lin Xuankong most wished to reach was one where, even if he could not defeat this Venerable before him, he could at least escape from her restrictions!
With these thoughts flashing through his mind, Lin Xuankong looked somewhat uneasily at the Woman in Ink-Green Robes before him.
After hearing Lin Xuankong's words, the Woman in Ink-Green Robes frowned slightly and looked at him with half-belief and half-doubt.
Her eyes were clear, her pupils the azure blue of the Candle Dragon Divine Lake. They seemed to possess a divine power that could see