Lin Taichu glanced at him, then took a step forward and extended his arm. Brilliant violet-gold radiance bloomed, and he threw a punch ahead. A phantom fist burst forth and slammed fiercely into the spear light.
With a thunderous boom, the phantom fist and spear light shattered simultaneously and vanished.
The Silver-clothed Man's expression turned somewhat ugly. He was at the Origin Emperor Eighth Layer. Though he had not used his full strength in that strike, he had not expected it to be destroyed in a single blow. This man's physical body was extraordinarily tough.
Moreover, judging by his attire, this man seemed to be from elsewhere. Thus, he guessed that he was a core figure of some powerful faction.
They could not afford to provoke someone of such status.
"You are quite capable, sir. I will remember today's grudge!" the man said grimly before turning to leave. The several Silver Feather Pavilion Disciples immediately followed him.
Lin Taichu did not stop them. He had not wished to stir up trouble, but these people had taken the initiative to provoke him and had even tried to seize the Blood Demon Ape in his hands. They could not blame him for what happened.
The Silver Feather Pavilion Disciples flew away through the air, heading straight for the Silver Feather Pavilion's encampment.
Lin Taichu glanced at the Blood Demon Ape's corpse in his hand, and a satisfied smile appeared in his eyes. Though it was merely at the peak of the Sixth Rank, it was enough to refine a Fifth-grade Healing Pill.
Then, he shot into the mountain range and searched for a secluded, quiet cave to refine pills.
Meanwhile, the Silver Feather Pavilion Disciples returned to their sect to report the news.
When the Silver Feather Pavilion Disciples arrived before the