"Believe it or not, I can't beat you, and you can't beat me either," Lu Yin said.
You Qi looked at him. "Is that so?" As she spoke, the book appeared above her head once again.
The moment he saw that book, Lu Yin's scalp went numb. Who knew whose innate battle technique this person would borrow? The Eleventh Sword had already left him with a lasting psychological scar.
Because they were fighting You Qi, neither of them dared to let their guard down, and neither noticed that Ghost Marquis, which had originally been attached to Lu Yin's right arm, had left.
Ghost Marquis was nothing more than a shadow. At that moment, the sea was covered in Black Flame, making it impossible for anyone to distinguish a shadow moving through the flames.
Although the Black Flame had no effect on Lu Yin or Lance, it contained astonishing power. In theory, even an Exploration Realm cultivator could not withstand its burning.
Yet Ghost Marquis simply ignored the Black Flame and headed toward the distant High Mountain. It transformed into a shadow and climbed the mountain without anyone noticing.
Its desire for Ancestral Realm blood had reached an extreme.
Outside the Shanhai Realm, a group of older-generation powerhouses watched the battle between You Qi and Lu Yin.
Mu En sighed. "That little fellow can actually fight the Burial Garden successor who has reached the Enlightenment Realm. He's only been cultivating for a little over a decade, yet his talent is astonishing."
Shang Sheng Shen Wei looked smug. "He's a nominal disciple of Changtian Island."
Yuan Ke smiled faintly. "He's a temporary disciple of the Heavenly Star Sect."
Not far away, Xia Meng watched Lu Yin. "The timing is unfortunate. Give him a few more years, and aside from two or three