Shi Po assessed his own strength. He had mostly recovered. After all, he had never been as strong as the Heavenly Dog in the past, so recovering was naturally easier for him.
"I'm roughly at Level 7 now, but I haven't reached the peak yet—"
"You're Level 7 too? The strength I've recovered is only around Level 7 as well. If I want to recover another step, the energy required in this era would be an astronomical figure. I reached Break Eight back then, but now I'm only Level 7. It feels so weak—"
The Heavenly Dog grumbled.
"Hmph!"
Shi Po snorted. It was dissatisfied even with Level 7? How many people in the Three Realms currently possessed Level 7 strength? It was dissatisfied with Level 7? If he had not fallen so early, he would have reached Break Eight long ago too. Why would he still be standing here talking to it? "Look, even Lu has reached Break Eight. Yet old fossils like us are still at Level 7. We really aren't much to look at. By the way, Lu, how many years did you spend cultivating to this point? A few hundred years? Your aura feels very young, without the aged aura of old antiques like us."
As the Heavenly Dog spoke, it looked at Lu Hao and asked. It had always been curious about Lu Hao. Most of the Three Realms' Break Eight experts had begun to emerge back in the Heavenly Realm era, but this man was an unfamiliar face.
"Me? I only spent three years cultivating to this point—"
Lu Hao replied calmly, as though he were merely stating an ordinary number.
"Three hundred years? You truly are a genius. Old fossils like us can't compare—"
As the Heavenly Dog spoke, it suddenly sensed that