In the land shrouded by clouds and mist, an endless Immortal Mountain rested above the clouds.
A tall elder with white hair and a face that seemed childlike watched with a smile the Black Moon Sect Leader and Milton Cheney standing not far from him.
A moment later, the elder chuckled and shook his head.
"This reincarnated immortal hasn't deceived you, his consciousness truly has imperfections, it's not complete," he said.
Hearing this, Milton Cheney's expression did not change, but the Sect Leader of the Black Moon Sect paused.
That the reason Milton Cheney's cultivation hadn't improved despite his efforts really was due to imperfections in his consciousness—why hadn't she noticed any signs of this?
She harbored no doubts about the elder's words.
In her heart, the elder's words even held more weight than those of Milton Cheney, a body reincarnated from an immortal.
