Nine States, Xianyang.
The stars in the sky were dazzling and lit up the night sky.
The Imperial City in the night was like a sleeping giant beast, peaceful with a hint of killing intent.
At the highest point of the Stargazing Tower, Su Mu and Ying Zheng stood side by side, looking up at the starry sky and overlooking the earth.
"Master, is the Tian Yuan world really that powerful?"
Ying Zheng asked in a deep voice, a bright light flashing across his eyes.
"Powerful, very powerful!"
"Grandmasters are everywhere, and there are many Martial Gods, not to mention Saint Supremes."
Su Mu answered truthfully.
"That's right. The difference is huge. Our Great Nine Provinces doesn't have a Saint Stage powerhouse yet."
"If Master didn't say it, I'm afraid no one would know that there are even more powerful existences above the Martial God Realm."
Although he said that, there was not the slightest hint of dejection on Ying Zheng's face.
