However, before handling all these matters, there is one more important thing — ascending to the Golden Core Realm.
His Wizard Level has long stabilized at the Second Level, but his Cultivator Cultivation has been stuck at the Foundation Establishment Stage Great Perfection for quite some time.
In the past, Jeming thought this bottleneck was due to the psychological trauma caused by the fall of his friends Amy and Victor on the Plane Battlefield.
But on closer reflection, his emotions at the time were not so intense, not as painful as sadness, not as passionate as anger, just a layer of fog arose in his heart, a very bland fog.
The mist was not large, yet it was enough to obscure the sun.
Now Jeming has understood that the name of that fog is: loneliness.
As a transmigrator, there has always been a faint barrier between the depths of his soul and this world.
