Under this towering sky-reaching tree, a old monk sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, wearing only a coarse monk's robe, his face full and round, with a broad square forehead and an expansive jaw, his kindly eyes exuding the aura of a high monk who had attained the Dao.
"Kurong elder brother, has your Kurong True Intent improved further?"
At that moment, another monk appeared beneath the sky-reaching tree, his back slightly hunched as if carrying a divine mountain.
"Still a bit lacking."
Without opening his eyes, the Kurong old monk spoke in a calm tone, seemingly seeing through everything in the world.
"Congratulations, elder brother, on your soon-to-be advancement to the fourth level of the True Martial Realm," joy appeared on Tuoshan Kong's face.
"Younger brother, your congratulations have come too early," the Kurong old monk sighed.
"It's just a matter of time."
