"What?! He used that much source?"
Shaking Light's Second Saint Son's expression changed when he heard his underling's report.
Even when he broke through from the Wheel Sea Realm into the Dao Palace, he had not consumed that much source!
What gave a mere Mortal Body the right?
He had initially thought this newly arrived Saint Son posed little threat due to his low starting point, but looking at the resources he had accumulated and consumed now, it truly sent a chill down his spine.
People like this, who advanced steadily and solidly one step at a time, were terrifying.
They might appear to consume more resources each time and progress more slowly, but because of their deep foundations, their combat strength far surpassed others of the same level, and they practically had no bottlenecks!
You might leave them far behind at first, but once you got stuck at a bottleneck for a while, you would turn around only to find that they had caught up to you—or even surpassed you!
"A mere Mortal Body! Just a mere Mortal Body!"
The Second Saint Son let out a low, somewhat unrestrained roar.
Unlike Shaking Light's current First Saint Son, he possessed a special physique that produced a phenomenon within his Sea of Suffering during cultivation. When his Sea of Suffering was opened, emerald waves flowed within it; when his Dao Palace was opened, auspicious clouds descended from the heavens.
He had never accepted the current First Saint Son. That man was merely a Mortal Body, merely lucky enough to suppress him for now. Once he grew stronger, he would surely turn the tables and defeat him!
He had long had enough of always being ranked second.
His physique was clearly special, and his current strength was clearly not much worse than