"Your strength..."
Zhou Youwei looked at the man beside her, a bit surprised.
Ye Xuan made no attempt to hide anything and spoke bluntly: "My Emperor Soul has reached ninety percent of the Peak."
A trace of astonishment floated in Zhou Youwei's beautiful eyes, but she quickly understood—her husband must have found some other fortuitous encounters in these past days.
"To be honest, if I had been born in the same era as my husband, I would have very much wanted to have a peak duel with you."
Zhou Youwei suddenly felt a bit emotional: "Back then in the Ancient Immortal Realm, there wasn't a single person who could be my match."
Hearing this, Ye Xuan thought of certain issues and asked another question: "You really don't know the Emperor Burial Lord?"
Zhou Youwei's delicate brows knitted slightly: "Didn't you already ask me that before?"
