"My soul is also very strong, yet I can't perceive it?" Lin Qing was somewhat puzzled.
This was what Zhao Jiayi's father had said, and he was also unclear.
"It has nothing to do with strength or weakness," Chen Guang shook her head. "Is a person with a good physical constitution guaranteed to have a talent for singing?"
"And it's not directly related to the strength of a civilization."
She said, "The outsider from the Outer World with a bloodline talent that my father once raised was extremely terrifying. He was even born with the ability to manipulate a strange power beyond the reach of the Sixth Energy Level, with a very special soul. However, that species had a very short lifespan. The stronger they were, the faster they died, almost to the point of extinction, and they couldn't even form a civilization."
"Born with the ability to manipulate power beyond the Sixth Energy Level?" Lin Qing was astonished.
