He Moleng had been cultivating in the grotto-heaven for seven years without a shred of progress in his cultivation realm, leaving him quite irritable.
He stepped out of his immortal cave, looked at the scenery in the mountains, and sighed with sorrow: "How could this be? Seven years, seven whole years. Why has this old man's cultivation realm not improved at all?"
"Where on earth is the problem? Could it be that this old man's potential has been exhausted, or have I fallen into deviation?"
Chapter 629