"Marquis Shen truly was unfathomable!"
The Six Gentlemen sighed. "Without a word, he had already amassed the foundation to ascend to sainthood."
Originally, in the minds of countless martial artists across the world, the two people most likely to advance to Martial Saint were North Zhen North Ge and the Heavenly Southern Divine Sword.
Marquis Shen, who guarded the Southern Border, was also one of the Peak Heaven Grandmasters, yet he had always given people the impression of being "relatively mediocre."
Yes, relatively mediocre. He handled matters steadily, unruffled from beginning to end. He lacked Half-Sage Yin Dao's heroic spirit of sweeping across all directions, North Zhen North Ge's domineering presence of ruling a region alone, and the Heavenly Southern Divine Sword's status of being revered in every quarter.
But this so-called mediocrity was merely relative to those first two.
At his core, he was still a Peak Heaven Grandmaster, one of the strongest experts closest to Martial Saint.
Only after he personally admitted that he had the confidence to "ascend to sainthood" did everyone realize how unfathomable Marquis Shen truly was.
Countless sighs rose up, mixed with excitement. Once Marquis Shen ascended to the rank of Martial Saint, there would be no more suspense in dealing with the Heavenly Maiden.
Sure enough, Half-Sage Yin Dao still fell short. Even after gambling his life, he had only brushed against the threshold of Half-Sage.
"Could he truly lift the Nine Cauldrons and advance to Martial Saint?"
Zhou You was somewhat doubtful. He had personally witnessed the weight of the Nine Cauldrons.
Although the Small Cauldron within his body was an insignificant avatar, that "heaviness" beyond the physical realm was still far beyond what someone of an ordinary realm could lift.
The feeling Marquis Shen gave him was that he was still