"Twenty-eight thousand cultivation levels."
Xiao Yi looked at the person in front of him and instantly discerned their cultivation.
At the Saint Sovereign Realm level, one's perception can only roughly gauge a martial artist's cultivation.
At this level, the number of martial arts a martial artist controls internally is already quite substantial.
Only the means of a Saint Sovereign Realm martial artist, resonating with heaven and earth, can precisely discern the other's cultivation in a situation where the gap isn't significant.
"Xiao Yi, you are qualified to make me take action." Bing Man, dressed all in white, had a handsome face beneath which was a terrifyingly cold aura.
Compared to Nangong Ming's arrogance, Bing Man was much more composed.
"However, I am very curious."
"With your mere nineteen thousand cultivation levels, I have almost suppressed you by ten thousand levels."
