"Daoist Qi Chunan, halt!" Li Qiantang, with the Cloud Cluster Knife in hand, blocked Qi Chunan's path.
Qi Chunan's face turned ugly. Li Qiantang was someone he had invited for help, yet after taking the benefits, he had turned against him.
People strive for higher positions just as water flows to lower ground; if he were in the same situation, he too would have chosen a more reliable method to enter the Mysterious Realm.
"Daoist Li, we are not enemies. Why resort to blades?"
It was best to avoid making an enemy of a Nascent Soul Cultivator if possible.
"Daoist Qi, I have long wished to test your strength! Take this move of mine—Cloud Sea Line!" Li Qiantang raised his knife, making his stance clear.
A dark golden thread flashed and vanished, too swift to capture.
Qi Chunan flapped his crane-like wings, and eighteen crane shadows manifested in the sky as he attempted to dodge the blade.
But he was still a step too late.
