Duan Gujin knew very well in his heart that this day would inevitably come.
Qing Lian's cultivation physique was far superior to his, and his talents were only very ordinary. In his past life, aside from desperately cultivating, he only had sheer determination.
Lacking in talent, without compensating through diligence, there was even less hope.
Numerous Martial Saints in the vicinity focused their attention on Duan Gujin. Although they didn't fully understand the situation, they suspected that the Martial Saint who had previously released a bright light must be extraordinary.
Now over ten thousand Martial Saints had entered the Soul Tempering River, yet none of them shone with that same brilliance.
Duan Gujin reached a secluded corner of the Soul Tempering River, letting go of his concerns for Qing Lian and concentrating on his cultivation.
