Looking at Zhou Shu, Shu Sang was stunned for a while, "You may have... asked the wrong person."

Among the saint-level strong men in the heavens, the most embarrassing one is probably ghosts and gods.

Neither a saint nor a true god, he still has to be restricted by the heavens like a saint and God.

If you cannot get the recognition of the saints, you cannot go to the chaotic realm, you cannot understand and obtain power, instead of God, you cannot develop believers in the heavens smoothly, and use faith to maintain your own divine power. Even if you evolve a kind of creature to provide faith, you must sneak and be difficult to grow.

Staying in the heavens, his strength has decreased day by day. The saint Shusang was really boring. Later, he simply tried to take a chance and wanted to take a corner in the Chaos Realm to make up for some of these restricted pains, but the result was not as good as it would.

"That Chaos Realm..."

Shu Sang recalled with pain, "When you become a saint and surpass all the laws, and you feel that there is nothing to your obstacle in the heavens and you can travel freely, you will suddenly find that there is a large fog in front of you, which you find strange or even incredible, but it is always in front of you, making it impossible for you to get rid of it. No matter what means you use, you will never be able to dispel the fog..."

Zhou Shu seemed to have some enlightenment, "It will naturally appear after becoming a saint?"

"I think that's it. This is the limitation that the heavens give to the saints."

Shu Sang sighed, "This fog is not rich, it is not ugly, it has no taste, but it always follows you, no matter what you do, it will be blocked by it. At this time, even if you do something very simple, it will take a lot of effort. Originally, you could kill a person by saying something, but now you have to raise your hand and spend a lot of effort to do it. Slowly you will understand that this fog will not leave, it will always be around you. You either adapt to this fog and bear more consumption. Of course, the best way is to enter it and see through the secrets in it."

Zhou Shu understood something, "This fog is the chaotic realm."

"Yes, it's not difficult for the saint to find the Chaos Realm. When you become a saint, the heavens will give you it. The question is how you survive and how you come out of it..." Shu Sang shook his head, "I don't know how to do it until now."

Zhou Shu said slowly, "You are still stuck inside, I know."

"It seems that you know a lot, and you won't come and ask me."

Shu Sang nodded, not hiding it, "At that time, I wanted to stay in the heavens and develop believers to make up for the power consumed, but slowly I realized that the harvest was far less than investment. If this continues, I will only become weaker and weaker, so I simply broke in..."

Speaking of this, he sighed again, bent down unconsciously, and showed his old look.

Zhou Shu was very serious, "I just wanted to know this."

"You like to expose human scars."

Shu Sang glared at Zhou Shu, but was helpless and said slowly, "But I really have nothing to say. It's similar to the void inside. Apart from the floating gray fog and the strange winds that will appear anytime and anywhere, there are also many shining stars. Of course, that's not the realm, but... anything can be."

Zhou Shu said curiously, "Whatever is possible?"

"Everything is possible. I ran around for about three days. Every star I saw was different. Some were a grassland, some were a mountain, some were an indescribable goat, some were a big floating blanket, and some were simply a huge head..." Shu Sang couldn't help but shake his head, "Who could have thought that in the field that only a saint could see, there was such a thing?"

Zhou Shu said in confusion, "You didn't want to go over and take a look?"

"No, first, it's difficult to fly inside, and perception is limited. I can only rely on my eyes. I can't determine what I see, so I naturally can't take risks. Second, I have heard that as long as there are things here, there are masters, and there may be conflicts in the past. Third..." Shu Sang hesitated for a while, "As soon as I entered, I was chased, and I could only look at it, let alone go."

Zhou Shu agreed, "It seems you don't feel anything."

"How is it possible? I feel the danger."

Shu Sang said dissatisfiedly, "From the first step in, I felt that from my experience over the years, this place is definitely not a good place. Sure enough, I was chased by a few people in a while and had to run away."

Zhou Shu thought for a while and said, "Who is chasing you?"

"Who else can be inside except the saint?"

Shu Sang looked at Zhou Shu and frowned, "Zhou Shu, you don't want to ask the names of those saints, right? Sorry, I don't know any of them. I only know that they are much stronger than me. Of course, this is for sure. I delayed for a long time before entering the Chaos Realm, and my power was almost exhausted. I have no other way except to run away."

Zhou Shu frowned, "No, Shusang, you are already a saint, and you are not afraid of death, why do you have to run away?"

"I……"

Shu Sang was stunned and said in a daze, "I... I am not a real saint, and I don't know if the saint will die. What if? Those people are obviously better than me, and I am not used to being with people who are better than me, very unaccustomed to being with them."

"So it's used to it."

Zhou Shu seemed to have some realization, "It's not surprising that he became a saint for the first time.

Shu Sang looked at him and shook his head, "It seems like you are already a saint, and you have been a saint for tens of thousands of years."

Zhou Shu paused, "I don't know more than you, I just think about it."

Shu Sang said in a stern voice, "There is nothing to think about. You can only understand when you reach the state of mind. It is meaningless to think about it now. That kind of experience... is not good. You might as well enjoy the present time. The practitioners are the most comfortable when they are not saints."

"Did you say this because you are not a true saint?"

Zhou Shu's expression was slightly condensed and he said seriously, "Shu Sang, are you not a real saint? Is it because you will be chased after entering the Chaos Realm, or because of something else? I don't quite understand what the difference between a saint and you are, what is the boundary, and who defines this distinction? You will never be the same as me. It is because others don't count, so you feel that you are not a saint, right?"

He has always had this doubt, and now is the time to ask.

"What are the differences?"

Shu Sang sneered twice, as if he was sneering and self-deprecating, "You can feel it just like me. The difference is huge, and the most obvious one is the two points. The first is the Chaos Realm. When I want to enter the Chaos Realm, there is a strange sound in my will. Maybe it is not a sound, but just a feeling. This feeling clearly tells me that the Chaos Realm is not where I should go, and I may regret it when I enter. He seems to be repeatedly reminding me that I am different from other saints."

Zhou Shu was stunned, "Is it because of the heavens communicating with you?"
Chapter completed!