Seven days passed in the blink of an eye, and the day of the sect grand competition arrived as scheduled.
However, the breakthrough Zhong Yun had been eagerly anticipating failed to materialize. He repeatedly pondered the cultivation manual, attempting over and over again to breach the barrier of the eighth layer of the Qi Condensation stage, but he could never find the way in. Spiritual Qi surged wildly within his body, yet it refused to condense into a more powerful force, instead filling him with a mounting sense of irritation and anxiety.
"How could this be?" Sitting cross-legged on his bed, drenched in sweat, Zhong Yun's heart was filled with doubt and unease. Was his talent truly stopping here?
Chapter 100