It was peaceful in Linghu City. However, over the past years, Duan Ling Tian did not leave the Linghu clan's estate. After all, no one knew if Kuang Tian Zheng, the inner elder of the Flying Dragon Sect, was lurking outside of the clan's estate in the city. Even if the possibility of that was not very high, Duan Ling Tian was not willing to take the risk. Moreover, there was nothing outside of the clan that required him to leave the clan. If there was anything that he wanted, all he had to do was inform Linghu Ren Jie, and Linghu Ren Jie would send someone to deliver it to him immediately.
"I wonder when I'll break through…" Duan Ling Tian sighed. He sat cross-legged in the air as he looked at Linghu City with a hint of loneliness in his eyes.
"This is too difficult. It didn't take long for me to break through from an advanced god to a rudimentary King of Gods. However, I've been a rudimentary King of Gods for more than ten years now."