"I'm sorry, after this cultivation, my Demon Tiger Emperor Divine Rune has already reached layer 92. My potential index hasn't gone that high, only 17,000 stars."
Zhang Hu said he was embarrassed, but anyone could tell that he was unable to suppress his pride.
Zhao Feng nodded his head with a perfunctory expression, "Not bad, not bad."
Zhang Hu asked angrily. "What about you? How much did you improve?"
Even though he hadn't finished speaking, the disdain in Zhang Hu's eyes was almost twisted like a divine rune.
"I'm slightly weaker than you. My Immortal Bird Divine Rune has just layer 91, and my potential index is 16,900 stars."
After hearing Zhao Feng's story, Zhang Hu's mouth twitched and he pretended to be disdainful, "I see, so that's it?"
However, he was shocked. Everyone was working hard, and he wasn't the only one improving.