Chapter 682: The Gap Between Ideals and Reality

Salvatore Casson studied the Silver-haired Cultivator. The man's face brimmed with arrogance, as if Salvatore did not even deserve to exist in his line of sight. It made sense. They came from the Immortal Realm, the place Mortal Realm Cultivators dreamed of night and day. Ascension had only grown harder and harder. For nearly a thousand years, no one had been able to enter the Immortal Realm through any "proper" path. His master, Samuel Looske, was living proof. Salvatore let out a quiet sigh....