With a hint of mockery, He Mu swept his gaze over the Nine Supreme Beings before him. At that moment, he truly felt somewhat disappointed.
Leaving aside how long he had waited, and how he had secretly fanned the flames, all to lure out a few more enemies so he could kill the chicken to frighten the monkeys.
The strength of these nine Supreme Beings alone had utterly failed to meet He Mu's expectations.
In He Mu's eyes, the Nine Supreme Beings before him were simply not fit to take the stage. As he sensed it, all nine fell clearly short of the average Supreme Being of the Human Realm in both their Great Dao and their foundations. In other words, their cultivation was so paltry that He Mu thought little of them.
Of course, He Mu knew that even the least capable Supreme Beings of the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands were powerhouses who had fought their way through mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Every one of them could be called the protagonist of an era.
After attaining the Dao, these Supreme Beings also had a tremendous opportunity in the Heavenly Heart Imprint, which could help them hone their foundations and perfect their Dao Fruits. Naturally, they were far beyond comparison with the Extreme Daoists of the Strange World.
But his earlier encounter with Dongfang had raised He Mu's expectations somewhat. After all, the Supreme Beings of the Strange World had much longer lifespans. In his view, even if they merely ground away over time, they should not have been too weak.
Yet the facts proved that He Mu really had overthought things. Through their strength, these nine Supreme Beings of the Strange World demonstrated to him just how far cultivators could let themselves go in a