That River

Zhou Kailing, who had ended the battle, was somewhat surprised.

"Don't, Fellow Daoist. You can still hold on a little longer. As long as you cast aside the fear in your heart, victory will come easily," Zhou Kailing urged.

He felt that he had won somewhat unfairly, but when facing an enemy, these were the only methods he had.

"No need. Fellow Daoist's Divine Ability is unmatched under heaven. I concede," Li Zishi said. His tone remained courteous, without the slightest hint of spite or sarcasm.

"Then I've completed Master's task. Fellow Daoist, if fate permits, we shall meet again. If possible, you and I can have a true battle then," Zhou Kailing said.

"No, no, no. I felt like old friends with Fellow Daoist at first sight, and I especially want to warmly call you Big Brother. How could there be any reason for me to raise a hand against my big brother?" Li Zishi hurriedly said. All he could think now was that he absolutely could not offend the person before him, someone he could never afford to provoke.

The most important thing was to send him back happily.

"You are too polite, Fellow Daoist."

Zhou Kailing nodded, then turned into a streak of flying light and flew toward Hidden Spirit Island.

At this moment, hearty laughter rang out from the Taiyi Divine Hall of the Thousand Spirits Sect.

"Haha, I never expected Great Elder to play around like this," Venerable Qian Ling said with a laugh.

"But then again, for a cultivator like Zhou Kailing, who would dare provoke him if they knew even a little of his background?" the Thousand Spirits Sect Supreme Third Elder said.

"If this child advances to become a Mahayana Venerable, I fear no one in the entire Cultivation World will dare