The Seventh Generation Master was a woman, and her thoughts were more keenly attuned. She had been sizing Lu Ye up ever since seeing him, and now she finally could not help asking, "Lu Ye, what is your current level of strength?"
That Insect Race True Saint had not been particularly strong, but Lu Ye had just dealt with him using a single casual slash.
Compared to a thousand years ago, that strength had grown by an unknown margin.
One had to know that a thousand years ago, when Lu Ye contended against the enemy True Saints, he could gain the upper hand, but he had never been this overwhelmingly powerful.
Yet upon hearing her question, Lu Ye merely slowly shook his head. "I don't know either."
The Seventh Generation Master was stunned. What cultivator in this world doesn't even know that?
Lu Ye truly did not know exactly how strong he was. After the universe had stabilized and the Primordial Parasol Tree had returned to its rightful place, the Uniting Dao Pearl lost the support of many Half-Saints, and his reserves had indeed declined substantially.
However, after World Power replaced Dao Power, the destructive force of the methods he wielded increased enormously.
It could be said that after the many Half-Saints departed from the Inner Realm that day, although his reserves had weakened, his actual strength had not declined but instead increased.
After the Uniting Dao Pearl became complete, the Inner Realm underwent another tremendous transformation. Over these thousand years, he had traveled through the Star Abyss and the various starry skies, gathering living beings with nowhere to call home or harsh environments in which to survive, then settling them in his Inner Realm.
Now, the Inner Realm no longer contained only the Spirit Origin Race. It held living