Old Jiang's aged hand was placed on the tea table, and he glanced at it.
Then he sighed; these hands had once killed countless people, stained with endless blood.
Once, he believed he could live as long as Heaven and Earth. As long as he didn't act recklessly, such issues wouldn't exist today. Unfortunately, reality is always harsh.
People say Earthlings are greedy. In fact, the Divine Race seems even greedier.
Old Jiang chose a more dangerous path.
This dangerous path has led him to his current situation.
Old Jiang sighed again.
"Master Fang is indeed worthy of being called Master Fang. You're right. The reason for my current situation is because I have a mental block. My mental block is that I want to seek a breakthrough. I'm just a step away from entering the Divine Great Perfection Realm. Just one step!!"
"Sometimes, reaching this realm, even a tiny gap can be an insurmountable chasm."
Old Jiang was slightly taken aback.
