Pure and dazzling, vast and magnificent.
He felt only a streak of Red Radiance slicing through the sun, moon, and azure firmament, dividing yin from yang, as dawn's first light dispelled the eternal night.
It was only a single streak, yet it contained the boundless vastness of the Great Void and the infinity of the universe.
This was a sword strike beyond his understanding!
Chen Yuanlin felt as if his thoughts had frozen in that instant. The stabbing pain in his soul vanished, the golden light dimmed, and the Purple Flame dispersed.
His mind seemed to settle in that moment. He stared blankly as countless days and nights of hard work flashed through his mind.
Ever since he had embarked on the path of cultivation and begun Qi Refining, he had found that he cultivated far faster than other people.
Then came Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, Nascent Soul...
He had left countless people even further behind.
Those envious, hopeful, reverent gazes.
And then, the day he became the youngest Spirit Transformation cultivator in history.
Those gazes grew even more fervent.
He had loved it.
But behind those gazes...
How many times had he still had room to advance, only to rush into the next stage because he thought he was "good enough"?
A weak spirit and a feeble foundation...
He could not help feeling bitter. He had never imagined that one day he would receive such an assessment.
And yet... it was the truth!
Creation Foundation Establishment, an Immortal Golden Core. But after reaching the Nascent Soul stage, his cultivation had grown slower and slower through Spirit Transformation...
Sigh~
Looking back now, how foolish he had been.
As his thoughts stirred, the Red Radiance was already right before him.
Facing that sword strike that had split the azure firmament, Chen