The Human Race's Talent

"An epiphany! You had another epiphany!"

With a casual flick of her whip, Lord of Cherished Flowers blasted apart a Demonic Beast crawling out of the Spatial Rift. Yet her gaze remained fixed on Song Zhong, her eyes filled with astonishment.

This was an epiphany!

This was already the third time she had seen Song Zhong enter one.

What kind of talent was that!

It seemed that cultivators of the Human Race possessed exceptionally high comprehension.

After cultivating techniques together with Song Zhong, she had even felt her own comprehension improve.

But why were there so few Supreme Realm cultivators among the Human Race? Why was there only one?

By all reason, with the Human Race's comprehension being so high, it should not have been like this.

At the side, Lord Zhengyi's heart stirred when he heard Lord of Cherished Flowers. He suddenly asked, "You said 'again.' You have seen Song Zhong enter an epiphany before?"

Lord of Cherished Flowers nodded lightly, her face full of emotion. "That's right. There were two times before. This is the third time I've seen him enter an epiphany in such a short period."

"Three epiphanies in a short period?" A look of surprise also appeared on Wutian Immortal Emperor's face. "Is Song Zhong's talent really that good?

His breakthroughs had been fast before, but in terms of comprehension, he did not seem to enter epiphanies this frequently, did he?"

As he spoke, he suddenly looked at his Senior Brother and cried out, "Shi Xiping, you seem to have entered an epiphany twice recently as well.

How did you manage to enter epiphanies so frequently?"

"It may be related to cultivation realm." Lord Zhengyi seemed to have realized something. Pointing at himself, he said, "I rarely entered epiphanies before as well. But when I