Su Zimo did not know how long Beiming Xue had been cultivating for but judging from her movements, she seemed like she had already reached lesser mastery of the First Transformation of the Martial Dao—Nine Bulls Two Tiger.
The pain, despair and confusion of having his Golden Core destroyed was something that Su Zimo had experienced personally. It was not something that ordinary people could endure and even with his willpower, he was once despondent.
If he had not seen what Die Yue left at the bottom of the Dragon Burial Valley, it would have been difficult for him to reignite his hope.
It was hard to imagine how difficult it must have been for the 15-year-old girl before him to endure through it on her own without sinking into depression and turning to cultivate the Martial Dao. Furthermore, the amount of pain and suffering she had to endure was unimaginable!
