Xu Zhi hurriedly asked, "What do you think, Dao Brother?"
After all, the Martial God Palace he had created, Hila and Mu Yuling, possessed outstanding martial talent, but they were absolutely no match for the foremost prodigies of all time.
"Terrifying."
"Utterly terrifying."
Kuang Tu gazed into the distance, his expression far from calm. "They are already ninth-order. Unfortunately, their auras are restrained, and they are too far away for us to investigate in detail. I have no idea what kind of combat power these ninth-order beings on this new path possess."
"However, the soul and martial paths are upright and balanced, vast and grand. They cultivate their very foundations. Their ninth-order strength, capable of breaking ten thousand laws with a single force, will definitely not be weak."
"At the same time, their auras have already reached perfection. Ninth-order should be the current ultimate limit."
"The ultimate limit?"
"Yes. The rules of the universe have not been completed; they are still flawed, with many loopholes. Ninth-order has already been achieved, but even the new path to tenth-order has not opened yet, let alone Eleventh-Order," Kuang Tu said.
Xu Zhi's thoughts turned.
Sure enough, true professionals were incredible.
Before this, he had been a layman who understood nothing. Now, he understood.
No wonder those Chaos Creatures had said they were born at the wrong time. Their era had not fully arrived yet, and ninth-order was currently the limit.
"Still, even at ninth-order, they are not something ordinary tenth-order Saints can provoke."
Kuang Tu lowered his gaze. "Outside Chaos Heaven, Saints lack the support of a Dao field, so their command over the rules is already thin. Meanwhile, their energy levels are simply too immense. The difference is like that between countless light-years, or between a planet and a grain of dust.