To be recognized by a genius like Jian Wuchen, Long Yan wondered if he should show a hint of delight. For Long Yan, the Path to Immortality was practically child's play, especially since Lingxi could be considered a persistent obsession in his heart. The supposed overwhelming pressure along the way? Long Yan didn't feel it at all.
Earlier, when Jian Wuchen ascended the Path to Immortality, Long Yan had sensed something amiss. However, when he himself stepped onto it, he realized the path wasn't as divine as proclaimed—it was merely a form of mental attack.
Indeed, just a mental attack, the very type Long Yan occasionally employed. This mental attack was nearly impossible to guard against. If not for the White Tiger's Secret, Long Yan wouldn't have discerned its nature. Forget the third layer—he felt he could easily reach the summit without issue. It appeared that the other cultivators below had thoroughly misunderstood this segment of the path.
"Hiss!"
