Bai Shaohong held his head high, delighted—extremely delighted. This man was an illegal immigrant, which meant his marriage to Long Xi was as good as annulled.
Shang Qing looked at Lu Yin. "Not leaving?"
Lu Yin replied coolly, "I can leave whenever I want. There's no rush."
Wang Su raised an eyebrow and looked at Lu Yin. "If you don't leave now, you won't get the chance." As she spoke, she raised her hand and spread her fingers, pointing them at Lu Yin. He remembered that gesture well. It was Zhu Luo of the Four Absolutes, a secret art that could seal any one of his abilities.
Lu Yin vanished in a flash and casually struck at Wang Su with an Empty Palm.
Wang Su hurriedly dodged, but Lu Yin was much stronger now than he had been during the Supreme Tournament. His cultivation had advanced, the dragon saliva had strengthened his body, and he had even broken through the Downward Rush checkpoint. The Empty Palm was faster and more powerful than before, now far beyond what Wang Yi had once been able to withstand. Otherwise, it couldn't have pierced straight through Xia Shenfei's clone with a single strike.
Wang Su tried to dodge the blow, but was a fraction too slow. The palm struck her shoulder and knocked her back several meters. A palm print was clearly visible on her shoulder.
Wang Su was astonished. She could barely raise her arm. What a brutally powerful strike.
Yun Tingting tried to sneak up on Lu Yin, but was met with an Empty Palm as well. She wasn't as lucky as Wang Su. She spat blood and slammed into the wall.
Bai Shaohong pointed a finger at him. Immortal's Guiding Finger.
Lu Yin glared at Bai Shaohong. "I've had enough of