The petite True Lord Zihong, with her silver hair and silver eyes, suddenly spoke, a hint of dejection showing in her expression.
The gulf between an ordinary True Lord and the nascent soul peak was simply too vast. In Liu Yu's confrontation with Hei Tian just now, she had been almost useless.
A genius since childhood, she was now so insignificant. The blow struck her hard, even unsettling her "sword heart," which was why she had asked that question.
So... even the gulf between one genius and another could be this vast.
The gulf between two people could be greater than that between a human and a beast.
As this thought flashed through her mind, True Lord Zihong's gaze grew somewhat distant.
She had witnessed Liu Yu's rise with her own eyes.
Like a great sun steadily ascending, he had gone from a newly formed nascent soul to someone whose fame resounded throughout the Seven Kingdoms Alliance and even all of Southern Heaven in little more than a century.
Such achievements left her admitting her inferiority, even feeling somewhat ashamed of herself.
Moreover, among the True Lords venturing into the Brightnight Grotto-Heaven, countless others were stronger than True Lord Zihong.
After this succession of blows, even she, a nascent soul sword cultivator, had begun to doubt herself.
The "Boundless Sea of Bitterness Formation," which had reached fifth-tier upper-grade at its height, was beyond Purple Rainbow's ability to shake, even in its severely ruined state.
Even if she exhausted every ounce of strength, the result would not change. That was reality.
"..."
Hearing this, Liu Yu's eyes flickered slightly, and he fell silent rather than answering immediately.
For him, breaking through the ruined "Boundless Sea of Bitterness Formation" would be easy-something he could practically accomplish with a turn of his hand.