"It's you?"
Chen Lin flew out of the Spirit Boat and saw a figure emerge from thin air. It was the grey-robed old man from the Immortal Spirit Tavern.
"Fellow Daoist, what do you mean by lurking here so furtively?"
The man's appearance here darkened Chen Lin's expression, and he readied himself for battle.
He had no dealings with the man and did not even know his surname. This should not be a matter of revenge, which left only murder and robbery. Most likely, the wealth he had displayed at the Immortal Spirit Tavern had stirred the man's greed.
This man had Late Spirit Transformation Realm cultivation, and Chen Lin did not know whether he had formed a Primordial Spirit Domain. He could not afford to underestimate him.
"Hmph. A mere Early Spirit Transformation junior dares contend with me? Then I can only..."
The old man snorted, his words dripping with contempt. Before he could finish, however, heavenly thunder rolled, and lightning crashed down from all over the sky!
The first to strike gained the upper hand. The instant his opponent revealed his hostility, Chen Lin attacked without hesitation.
Against an opponent like this, the slightest opening could mean the difference between life and death. Whether or not the man had formed a Primordial Spirit Domain, it was best not to let him unleash it.
The old man paid no heed to the lightning filling the sky. He released a streak of light that shielded his entire body, and the lightning veered away as though it had encountered its natural enemy.
"Hahaha! You truly have a death wish..."
The old man laughed scornfully at the sight, but once again, he was interrupted halfway through. A Golden Blade Ray came straight at him, and before he could react, a streak of