The world compressed itself!0

Even though Silver Moon was a minor world, it still wasn’t something that a Saint could withstand. Only when one reached the half step emperor level could one hope to defy a world’s compression. If it wasn’t for that, the Saints would’ve long emerged in the world!1

Zheng Yu’s primary body looked quietly at Li Hao, not saying a word. He’d suffered unspeakable losses on this expedition!0

Granted, he wasn’t the only one to do so—Li Hao had also lost quite a bit. The young man had severed countless great daos and destroyed the Barren wasteland just so he could end this group of Saints.2

Ten Saints with Zheng Yu had died this time! And of the ten that he’d sent out… would any of them be making it back alive?0

Perhaps… none of them would!0

And now, the world could only contain seventh level Sun and Moon again.0

Fuck that kid to hell!2

“Don’t worry, so many people died this time that it’s only a matter of time before everyone grows stronger again.” Li Hao beamed from ear to ear. “The world is stable, so it will be able to hold Saints again very soon! Next time, I probably won’t have much of an effect even if I self detonate!0

“The heavenly will definitely hates me after...0