Ye Han's only problem now was his lifespan. He had no idea why there was such a vast discrepancy.
He had searched through countless possible causes, yet still could not discover what was going on...
What cultivators sought was longevity and attainment of the Dao. Not every cultivator could necessarily reach the realm of immortality, but only by living longer and longer would they have a chance to become immortals, attain the Dao, and truly reach that undying realm.
Although Ye Han's cultivation had broken through another minor realm, his lifespan had increased by only a hundred or two hundred years.
This problem had troubled Ye Han for hundreds of years and had already become his heart demon.
Even the state of mind he had cultivated to perfection, and his Dao heart, were no longer as steady as before.
In the past, Ye Han had felt that, with the heaven-defying, invincible cultivation treasure-the Mysterious Purple Cauldron-its tremendous abilities would surely help him become an immortal and attain the Dao. His cultivation would sail smoothly, carrying him to an extraordinarily high realm.
Thus, whenever he had the Purple Cauldron with him, he brimmed with confidence. His state of mind was also exceptionally complete, far beyond what ordinary cultivators could compare with. He would always have more opportunities than others, including opportunities they would never have.
Now, however, he was no longer as confident as before. He clearly possessed so many treasures, along with the mighty Purple Cauldron and Purple Cauldron Space.
Yet no matter what he tried, he could not find the reason his lifespan was so much shorter.
That left him deeply distressed. It had already become his heart demon.
Even so, with no solution available to him...
All he could do now was take one step at a time.