"In all my years, you are the Heavenly God with the strongest foundation I have ever seen!" Meng Tianzheng praised him with heartfelt admiration.
His tone held gratification, joy, bitterness, and a faint sense of loss.
He had nurtured another disciple who met his ideals, one who had reached the extreme of the Heavenly God Realm-or, more precisely, a new pinnacle.
Whether he would succeed, whether he could create another miracle, would all depend on the next step!
"Thank you for your guidance, Senior Meng."
Lin Fan thanked him from the bottom of his heart. A Supreme had spent more than half a year helping him temper his body and divine sense. Such treatment was unique in the Nine Heavens.
His body was now well-proportioned and slender. He looked handsome rather than particularly brawny, yet his physique was powerful enough to make him a humanoid weapon.
At the same time, his primordial spirit shone brilliantly, the ultimate manifestation of abundant essence, energy, and spirit. Its strength surpassed what the Heavenly God Realm should have allowed.
"Your current foundation surpasses mine back then. Even your father fell short of you. You are unmatched in the Heavenly God Realm, and your chances of success are extremely high."
Meng Tianzheng spoke softly, as though recounting events from long ago, some concerning himself and others the Sage Emperor.
Lin Fan stood quietly beside him, as though listening to a lonely old man recount his life, and did not interrupt.
"When he first came to me, he was quite a bit older than you are now. He was a persistent man... Sadly, this damned world severed the path ahead..."
The old man sighed. His white hair fluttered, and dreamlike radiance flickered in his eyes, tinged with sorrow.
"Senior Meng..." A jumble of emotions stirred in