"This guy..."
Tuck looked at Sha Ji, a flash of peculiar color crossing his face.
Not until this moment did he truly size up the male giant in front of him.
Sha Ji, at this moment, looked serious, yearning, and fervent, radiating his unique personal charm.
Thinking back to his words, Tuck also felt a great resonance in his heart.
Yes, just like Sha Ji, both were seen as geniuses, favored by destiny.
However, their Bloodline Concentration had made them but also limited them.
When they reached the state they were in today, they both had touched the ceiling of their bloodline's potential.
The cultivation that had once advanced by leaps and bounds suddenly seemed to die on the spot, moving at all felt like moving mountains.
Frustration.
Despair.
Reluctance.
Ordinary people looking up to the Transcendents would develop these sorts of negative emotions.
Low-level Transcendents looking up to higher levels would feel the same.
