Chen Shouhu said, "If there is a Martial Saint, there must be a power that surpasses the Martial Saint."
"Learned something new," said Zhou Leng.
Chen Shouhu replied, "That's what my teacher said."
Zhou Leng thought to himself, indeed.
"Your strength is impressive, and your achievements are remarkable, but compared to Li Shenkong and those legendary geniuses recorded in ancient ruins, you are still far behind."
"Indeed," Zhou Leng had witnessed the horror of the Three Sons of Ancient River firsthand.
He could barely fight two minor realms above his current level, while if the Three Sons of Ancient River descended on Blue Star, they could fight a whole realm higher.
Chen Shouhu continued, "Your current war merits and achievements won't be disclosed publicly. You should understand why, right?"
Many images flashed through Zhou Leng's mind as he nodded slightly.
"I know."
