Lin Qi took a bite. This slice of meat had come from Eagle Venerate of the Demon Race.
The other party was a Venerate Level God of the Star Feather Eagle race, powerful in strength, yet in his hands, he had not lasted a single exchange before being killed.
And so his flesh and blood had become delicacies on Lin Qi's table.
After Xiaotian ate for a while, he let out a breath and said:
"Master, we've been hunting for a year now."
"I have to admit, the overall strength of the Alien Race gods in the Ancient Star truly is greater."
"At first I could still handle them easily, but then large numbers of Venerate Level Gods appeared, and my strength was no longer enough to look at."
"Like Eagle Venerate just now. His strength was at least High Venerate Level."
"He originally had hope of heading to the Central Area, but then he ran into Master. Count him unlucky."
Lin Qi also nodded and said:
"In this past year, we truly haven't had much time to rest."
"There's fighting everywhere."
"This has also been the year with the most battles I've ever experienced."
Though they now seemed relaxed, eating meat and drinking wine, they had in fact gone through quite a few battles earlier.
Lin Qi was still fine. He was strong, and even a top-tier god could not last more than a few exchanges in his hands.
But Xiaotian was different. He only had Low Venerate Level combat power, and his Space Law Comprehension was not strong enough yet.
When he encountered Giant Divine Weapons, Title-level gods, or Emperor Level Gods, he could blast them dead with ease.
But when he encountered Venerate Level Gods, he had to go through bitter battles.
And as they continued deeper