Qin Yu smiled and did not answer Mei Li's question.
The strength of this galaxy did not mean anything.
He had not fought with a genius of the Holy Region yet, so he could not judge his strength.
Qin Yu sat cross-legged on the mountain peak, carefully comprehending what he had obtained this time.
His mind focused on the divine sense spirit bead that had absorbed Nightmare's Sea of Soul and was condensed to perfection using the Soul-Torment Mind Technique.
All the soul power of the Sea of Soul out there probably could not even compare to one-tenth of this spirit bead.
He moved slightly, and a destructive divine sense shot out from the spirit bead like a wandering dragon.
A force of heavenly might permeated the space enveloped by his divine sense.
As if the master of this world, Qin Yu could vaguely feel an invincible aura lurking in his soul.
"Heavenly might! Why does your soul power contain heavenly might?"