In the deep cave, Lin Dong sat cross-legged, surrounded by the dim glow of candlelight, and the air was filled with a faint herb fragrance.
His breath was long and profound, each inhalation and exhalation seemingly engaging in some mysterious exchange with the spiritual energy between heaven and earth.
At the moment, he was fully concentrated on breaking through to the Heavenly Realm Second Layer Heaven, with a determination and resolve he had never felt before.
Recalling the illusionary realm journey in the Earth Dragon Palace, Lin Dong's mental state had grown like never before.
The life-and-death trials in those illusionary realms taught him how to find inner peace amidst turmoil, how to hold onto the seed of hope amid despair.
He remembered clearly that, in the illusionary realm, he had touched upon the opportunity for a breakthrough countless times, but each time he was hindered by the binding of the Dead Soul Curse within him, unable to truly take that step.
