North Cang Sect's Luo Yalin
"That's right. Fellow Daoist Luo is a Lightning Cultivator, and Lightning Cultivators are the bane of body cultivators. If Fellow Daoist Luo makes a move, Li Muxian is bound to lose."
"Exactly! Fellow Daoist Luo, go up and give it a try. Let him see how formidable the cultivators of Flying Immortal City are."
The local cultivators of Flying Immortal City voiced their agreement. Their words showed they no longer dared look down on Li Muxian.
Li Muxian had won the cultivators of Flying Immortal City's recognition with his strength. The strong were revered everywhere—that was simply the way of the world.
"Very well! I'll test Fellow Daoist Li's abilities myself." A tall, lean young man in silver robes with an honest-looking face rose to his feet and landed on the circular platform.
Seeing the young man in silver robes step forward, Ye Qian breathed a sigh of relief and activated the restriction.
"Luo Yalin of North Cang Sect. I humbly ask Fellow Daoist Li to instruct me." The young man in silver robes cupped his hands toward Shi Yue and spoke earnestly.
"I heard that Fellow Daoist Luo is a Lightning Cultivator?" Shi Yue asked with a faint, knowing smile.
Luo Yalin nodded and said somewhat smugly, "That's right. To avoid any hard feelings, let's spar in a different way, Fellow Daoist Li. You can stand still and use secret techniques and spirit artifacts. If you can withstand my five moves, I'll admit defeat. Otherwise, I'll have the slightest edge. How does that sound?"
"Five moves? Fine. I'll take all five, Fellow Daoist Luo. I hope you won't disappoint me." Shi Yue chuckled and agreed without hesitation.
Luo Yalin was overjoyed. He began chanting under his breath, his fingers swiftly forming Hand Seals. Pointing