Xie Wanzhi's heart burned with eagerness, but Meng Zhao was already sitting firmly by the fishing platform, standing on ground where defeat was impossible.
"Great Grandmaster Xie, consider this a meeting gift from me, and also a gesture of my position. The problem with your body is indeed severe. In your youth, before your martial path had taken shape, you suffered a devastating blow that damaged your foundation—both your mind and body were injured. To be honest, the fact that you managed to become a Great Grandmaster was entirely beyond my expectations.
"However, I can help you resolve this hidden danger. At the very least, I can clear away every obstacle before you rise to the Heavenly Being realm. You can judge for yourself whether these words are true.
"In truth, there are several people besides me who could resolve the hidden danger within you. One of them is the Heavenly Demon Palace Lord. If you were truly willing to ask him for help, perhaps, should he be moved by rare kindness, he might lend you a hand as well!"
With only a few short sentences, Meng Zhao had left Xie Wanzhi utterly entranced, unable to pull himself free as he sank into visions of the future. In the end, however, his powerful will helped him break free from those fantasies and face reality.
Among all martial artists in the world, how many Heavenly Being powerhouses like Meng Zhao had cultivated a Primordial Spirit at the level of a true god?
Xie Wanzhi did not know. Perhaps the Heavenly Demon Palace Lord Meng Zhao mentioned was one of them, but whether there was a third person was truly unknown.
Even if there really was one, could Xie Wanzhi trust them enough to hand his entire being over to them?
Impossible.