Beyond Tolerance

Unbearable

How could anyone be this unlucky?

Imagine it: spending the lifetime of an ordinary man—sixty or seventy years—preparing, giving up omnipotent power, skills cherished as life itself, and dignity he took pride in. Pouring in who knew how much blood, sweat, and effort, willing to fall into the dust and play games with fools.

Thus hiding his claws and fangs, enduring torment after torment, weathering countless hardships, crossing mountain after mountain, and finally seeing the faintest glimmer of light—just one last step from the finish line...

Then someone suddenly came out and told you, "Sorry, this event has been canceled. We were rather busy before and never got around to informing you. Really, excuse me."

All right, stop dawdling. Pack your things and go home.

The prize? Oh, the judges already split it among themselves. You didn't really think you'd get it, did you? Hahaha, that's a good joke. I'll definitely tell it to someone later.

At this moment, even the most hard-hearted person would probably be unable to stop themselves from shedding a couple of tears at such a sight, right?

Yet Ji Jue laughed so hard he simply could not stop.

Right before his eyes, the towering outline that seemed to hold up heaven and earth, like some colossal god, had finally taken shape... Sadly, the more he looked at it, the more pitiful it seemed.

It was missing one leg and half its head.

Torn apart and incomplete, like a puzzle with a huge piece missing, a smashed-up secondhand model. At most, it was merely an empty shell with an impressive exterior.

No matter how miraculous and exquisite the original design had been, now it could only drool.

Sometimes, even the slightest deviation in the vital essence of a key part was enough to ruin the