This was terrible news, but anyway, he was still far away from the Saint realm. From the information he had gathered, Saint wasn't actually real, but it was a state where cultivators became one with the world using the world core.
Once the cultivator merged with the world core, the world was them and they were the world; they became an almost invincible existence in that world.
But cultivators who became saints were highly ambitious individuals. After enjoying a period of unprecedented fame and glory, they would leave the world, giving the chance to younger generations to achieve the same feat.
However, there were always exceptions like this little fucker Green Heaven who took the world core with him, thereby cutting the path of future generations.
Cultivators like him deserved to die a thousand times.
David's eyes flashed with righteous anger; of course, he was just pretending. He didn't give a shit about all of this.