Since Bi Yun had said that Venerable Sword Saint had nine golden cores, he had at least nine. After all, some cultivators in the God Realm possessed more than nine golden cores; Hua Min'er, for example, had as many as ten. What worried everyone was that Venerable Sword Saint had only fused three golden cores so far. In other words, he could still fuse six more at the very least. That meant his strength could rise dramatically again—each additional golden core brought a tremendous increase in a cultivator's strength. They had already seen a glimpse of this when Venerable Sword Saint's strength surged after fusing with two of his clones.
Even with only three golden cores fused, Venerable Sword Saint was already incredibly powerful. Ling Tian and the others weren't confident they could withstand him, even working together and relying on the Myriad Sword Demon Extermination Grand Formation. And Venerable Sword Saint could still fuse six more golden cores. It was no exaggeration to say that if he truly fused the rest, Ling Tian and the others would be powerless against him.
Thinking of this, Ling Tian and the others grew solemn, their expressions turning grim. Although Venerable Sword Saint had only fused three golden cores for now, no one knew whether he would fuse with more clones and gain additional golden cores. If he did, fighting him would be extremely dangerous.
However, when they heard that Venerable Sword Saint was heading toward the northern region of the God Realm, everyone relaxed a little. They believed he would use only three golden cores. If that was the case, Ling Tian and the others might still be able to stand against him.
"Exactly. Perhaps Venerable Sword Saint is so arrogant that he thinks three golden cores are enough to deal with