Yang Luo didn't hide anything and answered truthfully.

After all, he doesn't have a powerful magic weapon that can hide his cultivation. As long as his cultivation is higher than his, people can naturally see his cultivation.

"What?! Mid-stage Golden Immortal?!"

Xia Ziyan's eyes widened, "Brother Yang, you look like you are not even thirty years old, but you have already entered the middle stage of Golden Immortal. It's incredible!"

"Brother Yang is really not an ordinary person."

Xia Chaoyang also sighed, and then said: "By the way, Brother Yang, which sect do you come from, or are you from a certain fairy clan, fairy country or holy land?

Your talent is so high, you should have been famous in the wilderness for a long time, why have we never heard of you?"

Yang Luo smiled faintly and said: "We have no family or sect, we are just casual cultivators.

Because we rarely walked around the deserted state before, you don’t know that we are also normal.”

"I see."

Xia Chaoyang nodded suddenly and looked at Bujie and others, "Brother Yang, are these all your brothers?"

"That's right."

Yang Luo nodded, and then introduced Bujie and others.
Chapter completed!