The trio of Eternal Realm cultivators looked on as Lind was lost in something they all knew well.
The Eternal Realm was a beast. It did not make anything easy to control while seeming so close to being under control.
Conscious thought always tried to go down familiar paths even when it was clear it was not working. Instincts were even worse.
Yet, there was one way to overcome it in the early days.
A fundamental intent combined directly with the raw power of the dantian source.
"He has said such words before, yet this time–" The old man glanced at the young woman. She was an insane level of talent. It was so rare that a child could catch up to a parent at the Eternal Realm that it could be counted on one hand.
His glance was enough to disrupt her though.
"Do you think he is truly on the path?" The old hag asked but her normally cantankerous voice was full of awe. He understood.
