"Swish—swish—"
The rain grew heavier.
The heavy, dark clouds pressed ever lower, with flashes of light intermittently within, seemingly unending.
Lightning streaked across the sky in chains!
Worsening weather seemed to mirror Lin Beichen's deteriorating mood.
Lin Beichen had been trying to gain insight, but always felt he was just short of reaching that state.
This feeling, as if it were within reach yet miles away, was the most frustrating!
His mood grew more irritable, his mind increasingly chaotic!
No one knew how much time had passed.
Just when he was about to snap.
Suddenly!
He heard a series of loud, majestic voices.
"The Tao is infinite, yet it can be utilized without being exhausted. Deep like the progenitor of all things; profound, seemingly existent..."
It was the voices of Daoist masters from the Celestial Master's Mansion chanting!
