Who had said Xu Xiaoshou would be left to Him, and only if he was truly injured would they need to join forces and seize him in one stroke?
Hearing Medicine Ancestor's roar, Sheng Xin flew into a rage.
Even "trash" was not enough to describe this.
A dignified Zero-Return Ancestral God had actually been beaten into such a miserable state by a mere Xu Xiaoshou?
He had not even forced out whether Xu Xiaoshou had truly sealed himself as an Ancestor, whether he could be addressed as "He," how far his sealing had progressed, or how many Zero-Return-level trump cards he still possessed.
One misstep, and he was already at risk of being slain by the formation!
"But at most, he should only have that Long River of Body Dao left unrevealed. There can't possibly be more, right?"
Xu was unlike Medicine Ancestor. He had grown up under watch in a pig farm.
Sheng Xin roughly knew where he had gone in his life, what he had experienced, and what treasures he had obtained.
It was highly unlikely that he could suddenly produce Heavenly Realm rarities such as a "Life-Wheel Fruit" or a "World-Falling Heavenly Crystal."
To put it plainly, his foundation was insufficient.
What foundation could a young man who had pursued the Dao for barely three years possess? But then again, after three years of pursuing the Dao, he had gained fame, and Nuo had lent him strength. Yet they were separated by more than one plane, so that assistance was extremely limited.
Was Shennong Hundred Herbs just sitting around eating for free, to be beaten into this state? "Heh."
With a sigh, Sheng Xin no longer spared him another glance.
Instead, he immersed his mind in the Heavenly Dao and sensed the Holy Spirit Continent's brand-new