In the Cave Mansion, the stone wall above had long been penetrated by a wide skylight through which dark purple Lightning Tribulation fell, hitting a Cultivator who was screaming in pain below.
It was Li Liangyu, who was breaking through to the Golden Core Realm.
Compared to three years ago, Li Liangyu's long hair had turned gray, his face was covered in scarred scabs from decay, and his eyes were bloodshot, almost losing their sanity to the beastly instincts within.
Three years of relentless exploitation had wreaked havoc on his mental state.
Every shortcut comes with a price.
Trying to traverse nearly a hundred years of cultivation in just three years forced him to sacrifice almost everything he had.
But the power of hatred was also great.
Especially since, during these three years, he had almost no interaction with outsiders, every day staring at his own hideous face, sinking deeper and deeper into the swamp of hatred alone.
