"Are we doing this or not?"
"It's not a question of whether we do it. It's a question of whether you can beat them. With Its power, you currently have no possibility whatsoever."
The axe shook its head and refused. It said bluntly, "Although you snatched me from the Seventh Celestial God's hands, that doesn't mean you can defeat other Celestial Gods above the Seventh Celestial God."
"Oh?" Li Su froze for a moment, looking at the axe in surprise.
"The Seventh Celestial God cannot truly be considered a real Celestial God. It is far too young, having existed independently for fewer than thirty thousand days and nights. The most terrifying thing about Celestial Gods is their long lifespan. That length is measured in divisions of a hundred thousand or a million. Every leap from one stage to the next is an entirely different concept.
"And clearly, even the Sixth Celestial God has lived for more than five hundred thousand days and nights—five times a hundred thousand. Its strength is far beyond anything the Seventh Celestial God can compare to."
Li Su paused, intrigued. Looking at it, he asked, "Oh? How great is the difference?"
"I have to say, you're a freak."
The axe glanced at Li Su. "Your use of power is incredibly skillful. Even if I were wielded by you and could unleash my full strength, I could at most amplify you by around fifty percent. I truly don't know how you did it. With a lifespan as slight as a hair's breadth, you've managed to control power to such a degree."
"But even so, you still cannot defeat a Celestial God. There is absolutely not even the slightest possibility."
A strange glint flashed through Li Su's eyes. "You're that certain?"
"Because the gap in quantity is enormous!"