Su Qing looked completely unconcerned.
But his presence was immense.
His gaze was supremely confident, calm, and composed.
"I didn't expect you to be from the Human Race."
"Aren't you?" Su Qing retorted to the red-eyed, black-haired man before him.
The black-haired, red-eyed man smiled. "Not exactly. I'm half-blooded from the Sunflower Moon Race."
"Although the bloodline of the Sunflower Moon Race isn't anything special in the Star Sea."
"It's been a part of me for quite some time."
"Come on, then. But there's one thing I should make clear."
"I might not be in the Tenth Realm. I might be in the Eleventh Realm," Su Qing said softly.
He looked at the other man with an incredibly placid gaze.
But among the surrounding disciples of the Taichu Daoist Palace, an uproar erupted.
"No way! I remember this Su Qing hasn't even been at the Taichu Daoist Palace for a full Star Sea Era. Are you telling me he's already reached the Eleventh Realm?"
