Shi Hao sighed. He could no longer remain calm, so he went to seek guidance from Red Dust, True Dragon, and the others.
True Dragon said, "You have an obsession, and it runs too deep. You are always thinking of becoming a Supreme, longing to break through. The more you cling to it, the less likely you are to succeed."
Shi Hao fell silent. He wanted to become a Supreme, to soar into the heavens as quickly as possible. How could he let that go?
"You have already fallen into demonic obsession. In my view, you would be better off severing your own path, stepping beyond the world of cultivators, and returning to the mortal world."
Shi Hao remained silent, his face twisting again and again. He clenched his fists, his expression constantly shifting.
Only after a long while did he calm down. He gave a deep bow and said, "Thank you for your warning, Uncle. You have helped wake me up."
From that day onward, he gradually set cultivation aside. He did not think about it or dwell on it.
This state was strange. It was as though he had forgotten how to cultivate; many secret arts and techniques in his heart were becoming blurred, gradually fading away.
This time, he was not deliberately refusing to cultivate. Rather, he was cleansing himself from the depths of his heart, wavering between letting go and gaining, freeing himself. In the end, he cast everything aside and temporarily withdrew from the cultivation world.
Yun Xi, his wife, silently stayed by his side and supported him all along.
Boom!
Several years later, within Shi Village, a small courtyard became a forbidden ground that no one could enter. People saw supreme Great Dao laws swirling there, gathering Shi Hao at their center.
He was