Mo Xie had been haunted by a shadow ever since he scaped the dimensional cave.
His confidence with himself had dwindled quite a lot ever since knowing the existence of God Zhihao. All of the things he had thought before were merely things of little matter, he's merely a frog at the bottom of the well.
He was satisfied when he reached what he thought was the peak, now, the mere thought of God Zhihao had caused his confidence to dropdown to the bottom.
Still, he has found a new mantra because of it, slowly, his confidence is starting to increase yet again, his self-esteem is slowly creeping their way up.
"The Path of Cultivation is endless, all beings strive for perfection, yet, the epitome of perfection isn't perfect still."
