The humid, emerald-tinted air of the central clearing seemed to ripple with the sheer density of the qi emanating from the three figures standing by the basalt altar.
Shen Haoran leaned back against a gnarled, purple-leafed tree, his golden eyes drifting toward Ling Luochen
The leaderboard in the sky still pulsed with a dominant light, and he couldn't help but feel a flicker of genuine interest in the girl's progress.
"I'm impressed," Haoran said, his voice smooth and carrying a weight of rare approval. "You actually managed to hunt a Rank 4 beast. That is equivalent to a human cultivator at the Golden Core realm. For someone at the peak of Foundation Establishment to bring down such a creature is no small feat. Not to mention demonic beasts are far stronger than humans at the same level."
