148 Origin Soul Art

The old man sat in silence for a moment, his gnarled hands resting on his knees. His eyes held a deep wisdom as he nodded solemnly. "Indeed, it is rare but not unheard of."

Liang's mind raced, trying to comprehend the implications of this revelation. Cultivating multiple systems concurrently was an extraordinary feat, one that granted immense power and versatility. If Mi Ling had indeed achieved such cultivation, she would be a force to be reckoned with, a formidable opponent they had to face.

"She most likely possesses a echnique similar to ours," Liang said gloomily, his voice tinged with concern.

The old man chuckled softly, a hint of self-mockery in his voice. "But much more powerful, right?"