Seeing the emotion in Zhong Qing's eyes, Lou Benwei smiled faintly.
"Nothing better to do, so I came to take a look."
Hearing those casual words, Zhong Qing stood obediently to one side, guilt in his eyes.
"Thank you for coming to my aid."
"If you had not come, even if I kept chopping for several more years, I fear I still would not have been able to break through this barrier. I am truly ashamed; I have failed Master's teachings..."
Hearing this, Lou Benwei looked Zhong Qing over.
The young man had grown ever taller. His golden hair shimmered with an extraordinary aura, and he had begun to resemble his former self. Lou Benwei nodded slightly, his eyes full of satisfaction.
Before Zhong Qing could finish, he slowly raised a hand and interrupted him.
"Young Master, there's no need to blame yourself so much."
"A fledgling eagle has yet to mature. What is there to be ashamed of if it cannot defeat a mountain pheasant for the moment? If you recovered to your peak, what the hell would this trash amount to?!"
Only then did Zhong Qing nod in response, his expression improving considerably.
Then Lou Benwei looked toward the dim barrier in the distance. With a single glance, he saw through the chaotic scene deep within and spoke with disdain.
"Back then, you had no choice but to abandon your divine positions. They took advantage of that and refined one ten-thousandth of your divine positions, barely managing to attain ordinary Divine Positions. These bastards are too useless."
"With only this little ability, they have the nerve to call themselves gods, create this so-called Shore of the Gods, and erect such a barrier in an attempt to seal away divine positions."
"They are clearly trash, hiding in the shadows