Han Mi, as one of the Azure Dragon Sect's Supreme Ancestors, naturally needed no explanation when it came to his methods.
But when he suddenly saw that the young man before him was clearly a peak Nascent Soul cultivator, yet the attack he unleashed was scarcely any weaker than his own, he was naturally shocked beyond measure.
A cultivator's aura could not be faked, especially when a cultivator who had leaped an entire major realm investigated a lower-level cultivator.
Once one reached the Integration Realm, the purity of the magic power within a cultivator's body was already vastly different from that of someone at the Nascent Soul stage. No matter how an Integration stage cultivator disguised himself, it was absolutely impossible to conceal the pure aura of his magic power completely. Han Mi was utterly certain of this point.
The young man before him was unquestionably a peak Nascent Soul cultivator. Yet why was the attack he unleashed so exceedingly powerful? Han Mi could not make head or tail of it.
Although he was astonished to the extreme, Han Mi did not panic in the slightest. As his body shot backward, a majestic black demonic mist spewed forth. The black mist churned violently, revealing a huge, pitch-black, solid shield.
The sword shadows Fang Gan unleashed struck the enormous shield, and a series of booming impacts immediately rang out.
Under the attacks of the sword shadows, which came like a hurricane, the black shield held out for only a few breaths before shattering with a crisp crack.
Seeing this, Fang Gan did not reveal the slightest hint of delight.
He and Han Mi had fought more than once or twice, and it could be said that both sides knew each other's methods like the backs of their hands. Even though he