"Junior… Did you really think that just by glimpsing the threshold of the Land Immortal level, you could act with impunity? How naive can you be?!!"
Qi Yunfei narrowed his eyes, and a murderous intent leaked out uncontrollably.
Spiritual power stimulated his flesh, blood, and bones as his skin transformed into a structure resembling glass. His figure became blurred, flickering in and out of existence.
"Senior Qi, I'm just joking."
"A mere sparring session, that's all. Among all the seniors present, you, Old Ghost Qi, are the one I respect the most."
Li Mo smiled and took a step forward, instantly vanishing from where he stood.
Half a breath later, a deafening sonic boom echoed out of nowhere. Sword cultivators who hadn't yet reached the Divine Separation Stage instinctively clutched their ears.
Blood flowed from their five orifices, and their hearing was completely lost.
