Little Saint, she was once on the cusp of that realm.
If she had not entered the underworld that year, perhaps she would have broken through by now.
Gu Wen slightly composed himself and succinctly replied, "I am weaker than my master by a hair, weaker than Jianmu by three hairs, and weaker than the Heaven and Earth Two Saints by eight hairs."
Gu Wen now had some understanding of how strong he was, weaker than his own master by a hair, weaker than Jianmu by three, and weaker than the Heaven and Earth Two Saints by eight.
This hair's breadth of difference was not like mortals brawling and cultivators clashing with magic skills, where striking a vital spot could still lead to victory.
Because Saints are immortal, the great Tao is everlasting, possessing almost infinite time.
Jianmu had not taken any risks from the beginning to the end.
