"Saint King?" Cheng Yuyao was thoroughly confused, not understanding what Qin Heng was talking about. Puzzled, she asked, "Qin Heng, what are you talking about? What Saint King? I don't understand at all."
Although she had some understanding of the Martial Dao, it was limited to publicly available information. At most, she was aware of Innate Grandmasters and the legendary level of Saints. As for even higher levels like Great Saints, or Saint Kings—those were Martial Dao secrets passed down only among disciples of Ancient Divine Sects or martial arts families with thousand-year legacies. Even Qin Heng had only recently learned that Martial Artists equivalent to the Nascent Soul Stage were called Saint Kings.
What lay above Saint Kings, Qin Heng was not entirely sure.
Am I really unable to escape my fate? the shadow said in a deep voice within Cheng Yuyao's mind.
