Luo Qingyi returned to the third layer of the Sword Tomb.
Ye Chen happened to be cultivating the Primitive Revelation.
Luo Qingyi didn't interrupt Ye Chen but silently watched him.
In her opinion, Ye Chen's movements still had many subtle differences compared to the forms depicted in the nine diagrams of the Primitive Revelation. Yet, for some reason, the more she watched, the more she felt that Ye Chen's Primitive Revelation carried a certain profound and unfathomable aura that her own cultivation lacked.
"My understanding of this Primitive Revelation is obviously far superior to this brat's, but he can cultivate it to a level that even I can't achieve. Could it be that he truly possesses the ancient bloodline of the Primordial Race?"
Luo Qingyi once again fell into deep thought.
......
"Elder Qingyi."
Ye Chen's voice snapped Luo Qingyi out of her thoughts.
