บท 1497: Remember, Guard Kunwu Well

True spirit.

The True Spirit Realm was equivalent to an Immortal Venerable outside the Ruins Realm. It was an existence that controlled the power of the rules.

The rules were the Heaven and Earth powers of a calamity.

To be able to become a true spirit in the Great Desolate was because one's strength had obtained the recognition and enhancement of the Great Desolate.

At this moment, from dozens of miles away, Jin Yutao, the Marquis of Ming City, only raised his hand, and the swords that flew out from behind Han Muye were directly imprisoned.

That was the rule.

Below the true spirit level, there was no solution at all.

Han Muye's figure and the sword on his back were all frozen.

"Sigh, the difference in strength is too great," the Enlightenment Beast, who had transformed into a three-eyed white cat, whispered.

A true spirit was a true spirit. A ninth-level Essence Spirit would always only be a ninth-level Essence Spirit.