Half-Saint?
True Saint?
Everyone could not help but freeze. They were clearly unfamiliar with these two realms; this was their first time hearing of them.
Li Su drew a slight breath. He knew there was something wrong with the Saints of the present age.
After all, back in the Primordial World, there had only been so many Saints. There was no reason that after the Great Destruction, when the Primordial World's vitality had been gravely damaged, even more Saints would emerge instead.
Moreover, although the Saints of today were indeed powerful enough, compared with the ancient Saints of the Primordial World, the gap was truly enormous. At the very least, Li Su had never felt from them the kind of power possessed by the Saints within the Investiture of the Gods.
This gap was not merely one of strength. It was something on a far deeper level.
To put it in Tathagata's terms, the Saints of the ancient Primordial World were genuine chess players, while the entire Primordial World was no more than a chessboard.
What kind of concept was that?
Unless something like a Great Calamity of Heaven and Earth arose, capable of throwing all karma into chaos, then they were omniscient and omnipotent!
And at any time, they possessed the ability to flip the chessboard outright and make everything begin anew.
Especially at the end of the Investiture of the Gods war, the several Saints had undoubtedly fought until true rage blazed between them.
And what was the result?
When they fought with supreme treasures and were struck head-on, how was it described?
They merely staggered slightly and lost a bit of face.
Damn it!
Even now, with their energy greatly depleted and even their origins heavily consumed, whether it was the Kindling Flame Banner or the Pangu