Inventorying the spoils had always been the most pleasant part. More than a hundred Quasi-Saints had left behind an enormous number of treasures.
Li Yuan was very calm as he sorted through the treasures and storage artifacts one by one.
"Li Yuan, aren't you worried at all that the other Quasi-Saints of the Immortal Court will come and surround you?" Xiao Mu's voice rang out, teasing him. "According to the information you obtained, the Immortal Court has roughly over a thousand Quasi-Saints inside Hundred Gods Palace, and among them alone there's a whole group of Sixth-Order Quasi-Saints."
"You've only killed a little over a hundred so far," Xiao Mu said.
"What's there to worry about?" Li Yuan could not help laughing. "The passage space in Hundred Gods Palace is only so large. Two hundred Quasi-Saints attacking together is already the limit it can support. Even if more people gather, even if a thousand Quasi-Saints all come together, their attacks will interfere with one another."
When powerful beings joined forces, more was not always better.
It depended on the environment, and on whether the Eternal Daos they had opened were compatible. If a thousand Quasi-Saints launched a joint attack in a cramped space, once they began interfering with each other, they might even hit their own side.
That would be far from ideal.
As for two hundred Quasi-Saints joining forces, with Li Yuan's life-preserving abilities, he was still confident he could withstand it.
"If they come in waves, trying to wear me down through a battle of attrition," Li Yuan said, revealing a faint, unreadable smile, "then I'd like to see whether they have more Quasi-Saints, or I have deeper divine power."
What Li Yuan feared least was a war of attrition.
In terms of divine body and divine power, Li