"Hmmm… so you're saying he doesn't have his memories?" Cai'er asked incredulously. The story her father and Guo had just told her was astonishing.
It was a well-known fact that the powers of immortal cultivators far outweighed those of martial artists—even on the same level.
And now she was hearing that this unknown stranger possibly battled with an immortal and escaped alive this far into the mortal lands. That was an incredible feat.
Her father and Guo didn't really know much about cultivators, but she did, and she was clear on the fact that in order to inflict wounds that would never heal, one had to at least be able to wield the power of laws.
Meaning one had to be of the Tribulation Realm!
'Or it could also be a Spirit Master of the Void Travel Realm. Either way, to survive such beings despite the overwhelming power disparity… this man must be an unparalleled expert!' Cai'er marveled.
'He might also be lying about losing his memories,' she pondered.
