Su Hao stood in the void, watching True Person Gan Zi return to the Taihao Sacred Dynasty.
He was deeply dissatisfied with these people's combat strength.
He did not expect them to kill enemies above their level, but with so many of them, they should at least have been able to suppress Shangguan Henyue, right?
He had confiscated Shangguan Henyue's magic treasures and secretly used an array to assist them.
Yet even so, three or four of them had been seriously injured.
Sizzle—A streak of purple lightning flashed past. Zhan Xuan held two Primordial Spirits glowing with circulating light in his hand, both wearing expressions of agony and pleading.
They were none other than the Primordial Spirits of Daoist Hidden Sword and Fairy Hundred Flowers.
"Fortunately, I did not fail your trust." Zhan Xuan presented the two Primordial Spirits.
The Primordial Spirits were taken into the Myriad Souls Pagoda.
"Mm." Su Hao nodded. "It would be great if Gan Zi and the others had even half your combat strength."
"Your demands are too high.
You cannot ask too much of them either.
After all, for these people to survive tribulation and ascend, becoming True Immortals, already makes them geniuses among the human race of the lower realm.
They possess neither peerless talent nor any background in the Immortal Realm, nor do they have mighty masters to guide them.
For them to stand on their own and fight one against ten among True Immortals is practically a fool's dream.
As for me, I have the rich foundation accumulated over several past lives. At my peak, I even controlled the Thunder Dao Fruit.
How many among them could achieve that? I fear they will find it difficult to even come into contact with the level of Dao Fruits in this lifetime.
And