Sudden Change

Liu Yi looked Wang Qi up and down, clicking his tongue in amazement. "Wang Qi, you... you... We haven't met for over a year, and you've already become this capable?"

The last time he had met Wang Qi had been during the battle of Divine Capital over a year ago. He remembered that while Wang Qi had been able to contend with Dividing the Spirit cultivators then, he had relied on Divine Capital's Devil's Great Curse power. Even ordinary Dividing the Spirit cultivators had been enough to leave Wang Qi in constant peril.

But now, Dividing the Spirit cultivators seemed incapable of posing any threat to him at all—upon arriving, Liu Yi had reconstructed the rough course of the battle from the traces of spellcasting left at the scene. That Dividing the Spirit Sword Cultivator had simply been suppressed by Wang Qi with ease, utterly unable to fight back.

Such progress was astonishing enough.

Ordinary Golden Core Cultivators could at most contend with ancient-method Nascent Soul cultivators. Against ancient-method Dividing the Spirit cultivators, they would face death nine times out of ten.

By that measure, Wang Qi's strength...

Wang Qi was also studying Liu Yi. "Mr. Liu, speaking of which, what exactly is your identity? I feel like every matter involving Exiled Immortals has your hand in it."

Come to think of it, Wang Qi and this Primordial Spirit Grandmaster from the Dark Department had quite a bit of fate between them. The Hongyuan Sect shaman priest he had captured shortly after Foundation Establishment had been taken away by this man. Later, during the battle of Divine Capital, this man had also helped Wang Qi clean up the aftermath.

Still, that ought to have been normal. A secret organization needed not only to conceal itself from outsiders, but also to