(Hint: Lin Dong)
Among the Kun Peng Race's ranks, Kun Ling's phoenix eyes swept over the crowd, then paused on the lean figure within the Heavenly Demon Marten Clan.
"Hm?"
A trace of surprise flashed through Kun Ling's eyes. On this person, she sensed a familiar fluctuation. It seemed to be Spiritual Power.
Sensing Kun Ling's gaze, Lin Dong also looked over, meeting her eyes head-on.
Buzz!
Light rose in Kun Ling's eyes. Substantial Spiritual Power surged out from her Niwan Palace, forming silver-white threads that probed toward Lin Dong.
"Heh."
Lin Dong chuckled softly. The same silver-white Spiritual Power rushed out of his body and brushed lightly over it. Those spiritual threads paused faintly, then silently dissipated into the air.
"This!"
Faced with this outcome, a trace of shock flashed through Kun Ling's eyes. During that brief probing just now, she had actually sensed an irresistible quality in the other party's Spiritual Power. With her cultivation at the Minor Symbol Ancestor Realm, she had been overwhelmingly put at a disadvantage.
At the side, Kun Yuan also noticed the clash just now, and his gaze toward Lin Dong held a strange look.
"Heh, this person has actually also cultivated to the Minor Symbol Ancestor Realm. Girl Kun Ling, it seems his spiritual talent is no weaker than yours."
Kun Ling frowned slightly, then withdrew her gaze and turned cold again.
If it were before, upon meeting a peer with such profound attainments in the path of spirit, she might have developed a competitive urge.
But after personally witnessing someone like Mu Zi, Kun Ling's proud nature had already restrained itself somewhat. She truly understood the principle that there was always someone beyond oneself.
To the side, Mu Zi sensed the exchange between the two, and a ripple rose in her