Miao Gu discovered that after a group of patriarchs had gone through their expedition, they seemed even more warlike and forceful. Though they now appeared as hazy forms of spiritual light, they still gave off the feeling of drawn swords flashing from their sheaths.
He found that the older the patriarchs grew, the sharper and more vigorous they became, as though they had found a second spring. Compared with how silent they had once been, like statues enshrined in a Divine Temple, they were now all spirited and down-to-earth.
He realized that the patriarchs might have fought bloody battles along the way, reviving the fierceness of their youth and their truest selves buried deep within. Fortunately, it seemed none of them had been lost. They had returned after being tempered on the Return to Truth Path.
After ending the conversation, Miao Gu revealed a strange expression and muttered, "The patriarchs are in such good spirits. They're getting younger and younger. Perverted Junior Uncle is probably in for a bloody disaster."
Miao Gu did not know Wang Xuan's true strength now. Though he guessed Wang Xuan had become a new Saint, in his understanding, Wang Xuan certainly could not stand shoulder to shoulder with old True Saints and would be brutally hammered by Ma, Kong, Dao, and the others.
"Should I warn him? Forget it. If I dared leak the news and he ran away, I'd definitely be the one left carrying everything in the end, and I'd get beaten half to death. Who told him to deceive his master and destroy his ancestors, touching the spiritual lights of a whole group of patriarchs for no reason? He caused this trouble himself, so let him bear it himself."
In the end, Miao Gu actually began looking forward to it. That cheap