They locked eyes for two seconds before Xu Yuan suddenly let out a sneer.
Some true talents from great sects were like this, revered by those around them because of their innate abilities, never producing or managing anything, needing only to cultivate diligently under the protection of their sect elders.
When they went out for training, they always carried an air of purity, untouched by the dust of the world.
Ran Qingmo was like this, and now it seemed Tianyan was much the same.
They had some experience, but it was not enough to form a strategy capable of handling all situations.
In the outside world, these talents could count on their own formidable strength; almost no one would dare to disrespect them. Now, however, after their cultivation plummeted in the Illusionary Realm, just a bit of teasing and sarcasm would reveal their character flaws.
They were not even as good as the little ice block at the beginning.
