Although it was difficult for Kunxiu Clan cultivators to become Saints, they had discovered a "shortcut": by having tens of thousands of people sacrifice their Origin Bloodline Power to one person, the recipient could become a Saint.
Learning that such a method existed—and that it required thousands or even tens of thousands of sacrifices—finally made everyone understand why only a thousand or so Kunxiu Clan cultivators remained alive. After all, the number of cultivators in such a powerful, Heaven-blessed race had surely been considerable.
Moreover, after learning this and connecting the aura of Kunxiu Clan Bloodline Power emanating from the Lord of the Universe with the problems afflicting his body, everyone became even more certain that he belonged to the Kunxiu Clan. Their expressions grew grave—not because a thousand or so Kunxiu Clan cultivators were rushing over to help him, but because this meant the Lord of the Universe might be even stronger than they had expected.
It made sense. They had already reasoned that although the Lord of the Universe's body was in trouble, if he was indeed of the Kunxiu Clan, his physique would naturally be more powerful than they had imagined. His universe would also be larger. All of this meant that defeating him would be far more difficult than they had expected.
Thinking this over, everyone looked troubled, and quite a few cultivators began to worry.
"Hey, there's no need to worry. It hasn't even been confirmed that the Lord of the Universe belongs to the Kunxiu Clan. And even if he does, so what? His body is still in trouble—and serious trouble at that. His physique and the scale of his universe are both no longer at their peak, so we still have a chance to defeat him." Seeing their worried expressions, Po Tian laughed