Above the raging waves of the Nine Seas, Sage Lord Fenghe stood at the Nine Seas Eye like a divine needle anchoring the seas.
Before the towering breakers could reach him, they instantly subsided into gentle streams.
Three streaks of flight light descended from the Inner Sea to where the Nine Seas converged. As the light faded, Qin Shi, Zhao Yongchen, and He Xinlan appeared and bowed toward Sage Lord Fenghe in the sea eye.
"Greetings, Saint Lord."
"Mm."
Sage Lord Fenghe glanced at the three and nodded, then turned his gaze to Qin Shi.
"You haven't made the slightest progress in these five years."
Qin Shi's heart jolted. He wanted to say something, but ultimately fell silent.
Just as Sage Lord Fenghe had said, after his defeat by Lan Weihai, he, once the foremost True Disciple, had already lost his invincible heart.
A month ago, Bai Yi had defeated him in a manner that could only be called humiliating.
His prodigious talent, his pride-everything had been crushed into utter ruin.
He had even begun to feel a little fear toward this journey into the Sea Tide Grotto-Heaven.
Fear of failing once again, fear of being reduced to a mediocre man in the eyes of others.
Seeing this, Sage Lord Fenghe felt only a faint sigh in his heart before it turned cold.
To him, aside from Qin Shi, who had that faint possibility, the other two were merely ordinary geniuses.
They were nowhere near even Bai Yi, who had fought his way up from the lower realm.
To him, all hope now rested on Lan Weihai.
"Fortunately, Wei Hai took that step, giving our plans for this secret realm a few more degrees of certainty."
Recalling Lan Weihai, who had been cultivating in seclusion beneath the Nine Seas Eye