His divine beast body could absorb immortal spiritual qi and quietly increase the strength of his body.
This was the real world!
A spiritual light flashed in Han Muye's eyes. He suppressed the urge to take out the grass whip and gather his immortal qi. He looked up at the sky that was emitting seven-colored spiritual lights.
"I wonder which senior is joking with me?"
Han Muye cupped his hands and spoke.
His cultivation might be very different from top experts.
However, his Spiritual Strength was condensed and he cultivated the Sword Dao. Even if a Divine Venerable attacked, he would be able to sense it.
Previously, when Divine Venerable Qi Yang arrived, he had sensed it in advance.
However, at this moment, he landed in a mysterious world and did not notice it at all.
It was impossible to tell what cultivation level this was.
"Buzz!"