Mike looked at Jonia and asked a question.
Jonia smiled and explained, "to tell you the truth, Dragon Lord, I have been at the peak of saint-tier for 500 years."
"During that time, I had a feeling that I had entered seclusion to become a demigod dozens of times, if not hundreds of times."
"I'm used to this kind of failure. After all, it's not easy to form a demigod's divine fire without accumulating enough experience!"
"If I'm not careful, I'll lose my mind and be burned to ashes by the god's avatar!"
"Forming a divine fire is the most dangerous step to become a demigod!"
"God knows how many powerful peak-stage saint-tier powerhouses die in the process of forming a divine fire every year!"
Jonia sighed. There seemed to be unwillingness between her brows.
However, she was clear now. Failure was not scary.
Those fallen peak-stage saint-tier powerhouses were in a hurry to become demigods, which led to self-immolation!
