"Young Mistress, I also believe this boy is far from ordinary. He must possess some remarkably unique ability to conceal his strength, allowing him to appear as nothing more than a common mortal. Yet, his method of concealment is truly uncanny; not only can my Soul Sense detect nothing, but even my Heaven-Gazing Sable cannot see through it. Furthermore, I even suspect that this person is a Heaven-Sent." The silver-haired old man replied.
"Oh? A Heaven-Sent as well? If he is a Heaven-Sent and is capable of using an ability to conceal his strength, does that not mean he is a Heaven-Sent Spirit Puppet?!" The woman in the blue dress was so startled that she immediately looked toward the silver-haired old man.
"That possibility is quite high. Otherwise, what kind of cultivator could rely solely on physical strength to contend with a Heaven-Sent? In the Heaven Spirit Realm, only a Heaven-Sent could achieve such a feat. We native cultivators absolutely do not possess such formidable physiques." The old man nodded slightly.
Chapter 1209