"How should I put this? I truly couldn't use divine power anymore. My cultivation was merely a little higher. But if I were to assess my own strength, I could hardly avoid seeming like I was bragging."
Ye Qiu pinched his chin and pondered for a moment.
Looking at Bibi Dong, he explained, "I can only put it this way: ever since I obtained my second Spirit Ring, I had already been able to use my Martial Soul Avatar—the Blood Giant you saw before. It just wasn't so enormous at the beginning, nor did it have so many structures. After that, I obtained my Second Martial Soul and gained a Talent Domain."
"W-what?!"
Bibi Dong's eyes immediately widened upon hearing that.
From his second Spirit Ring onward—meaning that when Ye Qiu had merely been a Soul Grandmaster, he could already use the Seventh Spirit Ability that only seven-ringed Soul Saints could use: the Martial Soul Avatar? And he even possessed a Talent Domain that could affect enemies regardless of cultivation level.
Bibi Dong dared not imagine just how powerful Ye Qiu had been as a mere Soul Grandmaster. Perhaps even back then, he could have pinned her, a Soul Ancestor, to the ground and hammered her senseless?
And what about when he was a Soul Ancestor? Ye Qiu had probably already been able to fight a Soul Saint.
No wonder so many gods favored Ye Qiu.
As a Proud Daughter of Heaven, she had nearly fallen into the river of love after meeting such a genius just once. Seen this way, what had happened to him seemed somewhat more reasonable.
"Hmph! Freak! What a freak!"
Bibi Dong did not know how else to describe Ye Qiu's terrifying strength, so she could only repeat those two words, neither praise nor insult.