Fang Immortal Taoist Palace.
Above the clouds of Piaomiao.
The Heterodox Nascent Soul walked on, silently calculating, "Now that I've recently advanced to the mid-stage of Nascent Soul, and with the Divine Infant Sword, even those in the later stages of Nascent Soul would be a match for me, and I stand a good chance of victory..."
Moving to an unknown part of the cloud depths, he saw the Fang Immortal Taoist Master above, framed by celebrating clouds and the tortoise and snake intertwined.
"Taoist Master!"
Fang Xi performed a bow, "Has your Transcendent God transformation not yet been completed?"
Decades ago, the master had been on the brink of transforming into a Transcendent God, and now, after all these years, the situation remained unchanged, which inevitably made Fang Xi feel anxious.
'The chasm to Transcendent Godhood, could it truly be so fearsome?'
