"Saint, Luo Cheng!"
White Mitchell pulled himself together, his gaze becoming even more resolute.
Suddenly, the scene in front of him shifted again.
A young man born into a savage survival environment, he had been living since childhood in a place ravaged by wild beasts and harsh weather. This wilderness, over countless years, had fostered many cultivation prodigies, and White Mitchell was one of them.
White Mitchell's parents had died in an epidemic when he was young, leaving him alone to live in this barren land. He led a hard life from a young age, struggling daily with wild animals and searching for food and water to sustain his survival. In such harsh conditions, White Mitchell honed his resilient will and incredibly strong body.
