Her!
Naturally, Li Su knew her—the girl from the Sword Palace, one of the Five Greats among Dry Province's Three Sects, Five Greats, and Ten Great Houses.
Li Su remembered her quite vividly.
Mainly because the girl had left an exceptionally deep impression on him.
Her talent was undoubtedly the kind that made others weep, tear their hair out, and curse the heavens for their unfairness.
Ordinary people would be fortunate to possess even one talent. She was different—she had a whole pile of them.
It would have been one thing if the heavens had merely given her many talents.
But not only had they given her plenty, they also complemented one another.
It was no longer a matter of Heaven giving her a bite to eat—it was chasing after her with food, stuffing her until she was full.
Why say that?
Now that he saw the little girl again, setting aside her soaring cultivation, she still had not exhausted her reserves. She seemed brimming with potential still, capable of ascending to immortality all the way through.
She could become immortal just by relying on her talent. Even Li Su did not dare imagine such talent. He had spent so much effort getting this far, while someone else merely needed to improve slowly to reach the level of an immortal.
However, it seemed that she was the only one here. He did not see the others?
The girl walked over and said, "He isn't an independent cultivator, nor is he connected to that group."
At her words, everyone froze. After exchanging glances, they reined in much of their momentum.
Having exchanged blows with him, they understood the strength of the man before them. He was unquestionably at the pinnacle Yang Spirit level, terrifyingly powerful—the sort who could make the Heavenly