The moment Ye Zijin said this, he inwardly realized something was wrong. Ever since condensing his Yin-Yang Golden Core, he had been left with this flaw. Even after shattering his core to form a nascent soul, transforming it into a Primordial Spirit, and integrating with his Primordial Spirit, it had been useless.
Of course, this was also related to his personality, though not by much.
He had often made astonishing remarks, attracting plenty of envy. More than a few people had shouted for his death. Fortunately, he had been quick on his feet, which was how he had survived until now.
He had come to the Buddhist Kingdom to undergo training. As for his other abilities, there was no need to mention them, but his ability to flee had visibly improved. Even his master, back when he had been at the Integrated Body Middle Stage, had not been able to run as fast as him.
The question was, would running fast still be useful against someone in the Tribulation Transcendence Realm?
No, no, no. I can't think like this. Since he's a senior expert, he shouldn't hold it against a junior like me... right?
"Senior?" Ye Zijin called tentatively.
"What is it?" Grandmaster Minghuai raised his head. His expression was as usual, and no abnormality could be seen.
Ye Zijin let out a sigh of relief. As expected of a senior expert—his composure was nothing like those elders'.
He calmly rose and picked up the broom.
Crack.
Grandmaster Minghuai had failed to control his strength and snapped the broom that had been in use for more than a thousand years.
Seeing this, Ye Zijin turned and ran. If I don't run now, it'll be too late!
Watching Ye Zijin's fleeing figure recede into the distance, Grandmaster Minghuai took two deep