Time flew by, and another thirty years passed.
Martial Daoists continued to emerge in great numbers, creating a terrifying golden age of martial arts.
They fiercely fought back against the Underground City and the Underground People, studying their abilities.
"They possess all sorts of strange techniques, incomparably evil. They can summon wind and rain—they're simply wicked!"
"While we can only cultivate martial arts!"
"Within the Underground City lie countless flourishing civilizations. Above their gods are even ninth ranks, said to be undying and indestructible. It's utterly terrifying."
If the law power of the Dao Attainers across Chaos Heaven had not also weakened, they would have long since been wiped out.
Even so, whenever one of their Dao Attainers descended, they bathed an entire region in blood, slaughtering countless martial cities and filling people with righteous indignation! "Thundercloud God Kasa, who commands lightning! His control over lightning is far too terrifying—it is not a power we can grasp!"
"And Bai Shan, known as the Sword Dao Heavenly Venerable—he rode swords through the air, commanding tens of thousands of weapons. How could ordinary mortals of flesh and blood like us possibly withstand that?"
Countless people mourned in silence and roared in fury.
Over the years, gods had appeared one after another. Yet despite their perfect bloodline foundations, they remained stuck at the eighth rank. In the end, no one had managed to break through to the legendary ninth rank.
Xu Zhi found this somewhat helpless. The people next door had broken through far too quickly. Was the intelligence and talent here simply too low?
Sure enough, they were creatures from an old era.
If the average IQ of one race was 140, then humanity's average IQ was only 70—more than twice as low. Naturally, it was easier for them to produce geniuses.