"Best two out of three—the fairest arrangement."
As soon as Lin Fan finished speaking, a man on the opposite side stepped through the air and landed directly on Prison Net Island.
Looking at the handsome, refined Daoist, Lin Fan gave him several appraising looks, rich with meaning. "Water and fire mutually aid each other, their concord reveals the covenant; within it lies a spiritual treasure that reverses yin and yang."
"The current Shaoyang True Lord of the Yin-Yang Orthodox Sect truly cut an extraordinary figure from the moment he appeared."
Shaoyang True Lord wore a gentle smile, like the Star of Lesser Yang itself—warm, elegant, and mild. "A trifling reputation, nothing more than the esteem of my fellow cultivators. How could my meager cultivation compare with Daoist Lingzhao's?"
"I have heard that Daoist Lingzhao possesses the exceedingly rare body of blazing yang, born with an affinity for solar fire. Might Daoist Lingzhao take the stage this time and exchange a few moves with me?"
Lin Fan laughed heartily. "Before setting out today, I specifically cast a divination. The hexagram said it was not fitting to engage in combat, so I am merely here to watch."
As he spoke, Lin Fan stepped back. Zhenleizi, Kong Zhen, and Nether Lord Shaobai exchanged glances, whereupon Lei Zhenzi said, "I will take this round."
With a thunderous roar, Lei Zhenzi descended amid flashing lightning, landing a thousand feet opposite Shaoyang True Lord on Prison Net Island.
Shaoyang True Lord stared at the towering, brawny Daoist before him. If not for the Zhenlei crown on his head and the Eight Trigrams robe he wore, it would have been more fitting to call him a stalwart general than a Daoist.
Lei Zhenzi's eyes blazed like brilliant lightning. Countless bolts surged around his eight-foot frame, making him