Lin Zhen, in his two-thousand-year pursuit of self-betterment, had brushed the threshold of the Upper God Peak.
This progression was somewhat beyond his expectations. Even though reaching the peak might still require another thousand years, the speed was already mind-boggling.
"The hundredfold cultivation spot is undoubtedly crucial, but my innate ability has indeed reached an incredible level."
Feeling his progress in the understanding of the realms and accumulation of Divine Power, Lin Zhen was more motivated than ever.
With another thousand years, he could break through.
"Master, there's someone running in your direction from the outside. He seems to be coming to challenge you!" Chris alerted.
"Oh! So someone dares to challenge me?"
Lin Zhen was stunned. It had been two thousand years since such a thing had occurred—had the people of Illusion Town forgotten the events that occurred two thousand years ago?
