Being an omnipotent indicated that the cultivator has reached an extremely successful realm.
If one can walk one step further, one would be able to fly, grow wings, and turn into an immortal.
Therefore, Ling Xian's guess was likely to be true. After all, it was every cultivator's dream to become an immortal. To be so close to it but fail, it was understandable that one would feel much hopelessness.
But why the hatred? Who did he hate?
Did he hate the heavens and the earth for not granting him the wings?
Ling Xian was curious. Therefore, he suppressed the coldness in him and arrived before the red character.
At once, more quivering coldness made him feel depressed. He couldn't help but tremble.
"Friend Ling, what are you planning to do?" Han Qing Xue asked.
"To find the truth."
Ling Xian's eyes were bright with anticipation and excitement. His instinct told him he was right. This omnipotent must've felt so much hopelessness because he failed to breakthrough.