Chapter 87

"In these past twenty years, I had never tasted defeat until that match with Elder Qian two years ago." Although Mo Chen’s own strength had already reached level 97 at the time, the two-level gap in Soul Power between him and Qian Daoliu remained an impassable chasm. Even after Mo Chen later broke through to level 98, he still hadn't stood the slightest chance of winning under those circumstances. While that battle ended in a draw, Mo Chen knew deep down that in terms of sheer, overwhelming power, he had been thoroughly defeated. Years had passed, and Mo Chen remained trapped at the level 98 bottleneck, showing no signs of breaking through to level 99. For a long while afterward, Mo Chen recounted the bits and pieces of his life, sharing his little-known experiences without reservation. Qian Renxue leaned quietly against his chest, listening in silence. When Mo Chen described the times he had nearly lost his life, Qian Renxue’s heart constricted instantly. Her eyes were filled with worry and heartache, her hands gripping his clothing tightly, unaware of her own strength. Even when describing his most dire situations, his tone remained flat, devoid of any emotional fluctuation.