Time became irrelevant to Lind. He had seen wondrous herbs, trees, and other plants in various pens that spanned what was easily an ancient forest in the 2nd or 1st layers.
He never found an obstruction, trial, or anything to impede him. He could not step into any of the pens but he suspected why that was. While he could not directly scan them, he felt like their auras were all working together to support greater arrays.
The strange feeling in the air made his harmony actually feel stronger. He had cultivated several times depending on the intensity. He still had felt nothing substantial.
Months had become years without any sign of an exit. While it had let him explore his current foundation to the limit, it also made it clear he was at a bottleneck on one aspect of his existence.
His body, dantian, and mind were essentially ready but his soul was lagging behind in 2 aspects. His harmony was ahead but his soul was not as profound as the rest of him.
