At that thought, Ye Lin suddenly felt that the path he had walked before had been far too scattered.
Other peak prodigies had masters from childhood. Under their masters' guidance, they followed one path all the way into the dark. Not only was their combat strength unmatched, their cultivation also advanced at lightning speed.
Unlike his current self—despite possessing the Unrivaled Sacred Body, he cultivated the Sword Dao and had comprehended three major Dao Laws as his primary paths. He had spent several times, even more than ten times, the effort of others.
And in the end, the returns were pitifully meager.
For a time, he fell into a predicament.
Without realizing it, Jian Nan had already stepped down from the arena and slowly taken his seat. Delivering a discourse was not something one could do merely by opening one's mouth; one also needed one's essence, energy, and spirit to merge as one.
Otherwise, the Dao one spoke would be utterly useless.
"Are there any junior brothers and sisters from the Firmament Sacred Land who have yet to come up?"
Jiang Tian nodded to himself in satisfaction before asking again. Some disciples were unwilling to go up because they knew their own limits and feared losing face, so they did not dare step forward.
Others simply did not want to go. They had only come to get something for free. But such disciples were ultimately few, because doing so would also earn the resentment of others.
In the end, the disciples of the Firmament Sacred Land began taking the stage one after another. The Dao discussions went on for three days and three nights. Throughout those three days and nights, the Firmament Sacred Land disciples took turns going up, leaving everyone utterly enthralled.
Many people gained greatly from this occasion,