"The cultivators of Beijing are limited in number. They possess higher cultivation than me, but their foundation is unstable, and their spiritual energy is not as abundant as mine. Their mastery over spells is also inferior. Engaging them in combat poses no significant threat, so why am I always uneasy?" Mei Lan pressed her hand against her heart, her brows slightly furrowed.
Until now, it is still hard to believe, myths are not just legends; indeed, Immortals exist in this world, it's just that their whereabouts are unknown to others. If she weren't a Cultivator herself and had not witnessed that Immortal's ability to move mountains and overturn seas, she would have thought anyone claiming the existence of spirits and deities insane.
