"My dear friend is the Human Emperor," Qing Yan said casually.
The Human Emperor!
Xiao Mu was shocked to hear this. Anyone bold enough to call themselves this, and is a friend of the old monk, implying a great power. Even Qing Yan, who could suppress curse ghosts with ease, sought his opinion in matters of importance. How powerful must this person be?
Had they evolved to this level after the World Mutation?
Xiao Mu could hardly believe this thought.
Following the World Mutation, he had been practicing diligently with more resources than anyone else, and yet he was barely reaching the mid-stage of the Third Realm.
Unbelievably, there were people among the commoners whose power surpassed the old monk's?
That indeed would send a wave of imbalance to Xiao Mu's calmness.
The monk, Qing Yan had been practicing Dao for more than three hundred years, even the one they had met in Taolin Village had lived for over a hundred years.
