The Soul-Slicing Guillotine proved astonishingly effective.
Seeing this, Chen Lin no longer hesitated and charged straight ahead.
About an hour passed.
Nearly halfway through the valley, Chen Lin slowed down to replenish his soul power.
"Impressive, Brother Yu!"
Huyan Hua gave him a thumbs-up, admiration written all over his face.
Following behind, he felt no pressure at all. He only needed to dodge the occasional Light Blade and never had to worry about any crows getting close.
Chen Lin's methods left him even more amazed.
Because of the Xikuli Cloak, he could not discern Chen Lin's cultivation and had always assumed they were at roughly the same level.
Now, however, he regarded Chen Lin as someone at the late Void Realm, or even the peak Void Realm!
Thus, he no longer dared put on airs. Not only had his attitude changed, but even his form of address had shifted.
Chen Lin showed no arrogance.
He replied modestly, "The secret art I mastered just happens to counter those crows. You flatter me, Brother Huyan."
"Hehe, there's no need to be modest, Brother Yu."
Huyan Hua waved a hand.
"I, Huyan Hua, have a very high opinion of myself and hardly spare ordinary people a glance, but you, Brother Yu, are someone I can't see through."
At this point, he gave Chen Lin a suspicious look.
"Could you be a direct descendant secretly nurtured by some major faction, only recently sent out to gain experience?"
Chen Lin did not know whether to laugh or cry.
He shook his head without explaining.
It was just as well for the other man to think that, rather than suspect his other identities.
The two exchanged remarks back and forth.
They chatted while replenishing their depleted reserves.
After suspecting Chen Lin was a major faction's direct