Ever since he began cultivating, he'd possessed a cultivation talent beyond anyone else's reach.
Saints and saintesses? Even these blessed prodigies had to give him a wide berth!
When it came to resources, he was every bit their equal. When it came to talent, they couldn't compare to him at all.
If he hadn't been so focused on gaining experience in the mortal world, his only opponents would have been from the generation before his, or even older ones, and only the very best among them could have matched him!
Yet beneath the calm expression of this peerless prodigy seemed to lie a darkness and loneliness unknown to the world...
