Lei Dong heard this and was so shocked that he did not come back to his senses for a long time.
Refined the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame?
The Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame, ranked third on the Heavenly Flame Ranking?
Such a legendary existence had actually been refined by Lin Ming?
He stood there in a daze, his mind in utter chaos.
The clan elder looked at his expression and could not help sighing softly. After all, to be born in the same era as such a person was fortunate, but also unfortunate. Because with him around, any other proud genius could only be reduced to falling leaves that set him off.
Later, not long ago, when news came back to the Lei Clan that Lin Ming had overwhelmed the Yao Clan's Yao Wanhuo, the Hun Clan's Hun Xuzi, and the highly senior Shennong Elder at the Yao Clan's Medicine Ceremony, refining a Ninth Grade Golden Pill that had not appeared for thousands of years, the clan elder looked at Lei Dong with a few traces of comfort in his eyes, as well as some helplessness, and said, "Lei Dong, I know you're proud and unwilling to remain beneath others. But Lin Ming's growth has already gone beyond the scope of all our understanding. You... should stop comparing yourself to him."
Lei Dong remained silent.
He stood there motionless, like a stone statue. Only after a long, long while did he slowly speak, his voice somewhat hoarse. "I understand."
Then Lei Dong raised his head and looked into the distance. In his gaze, there was relief, helplessness, and a trace of... indescribable bitterness.
He knew that from this moment on, in this lifetime, he would never be able to catch up to Lin Ming.
That was not merely a gap in