Just as it is with my master, his cultivation had reached a level unparalleled by anyone before or after, he ought to seem to others as utterly free, without any restraints.
But only those who are close to my master, those who have had dealings with him, know that even beings as mighty as my master are similarly bound and encumbered.
My master was carrying the burden of the Shenxiao Sect, shielding it from wind and rain; he was also carrying the Heavenly Court, endorsing its expansion; and even more so, he was bearing the hopes of countless cultivators in the Divine Land World, constantly pioneering their cultivation, seeking new directions and destinations. Therefore, even my master was not free.
Of course, this is what Pang Hong saw from his perspective, perhaps to these formidable beings like his master, despite bearing such burdens, they could still forge ahead through the thorns and brambles, and find joy in it.