Lu Yin frowned and shot out a Void Palm without hesitation. Then nothing happened. The Void Palm simply vanished.
His expression changed, and he warily looked at the old man.
The old man glanced at Lu Yin's hand, surprised. "Impressive physical strength, and good Stacked Power, too. Kid, were you trying to hit me? That's not right. You should respect the old and cherish the young."
Lu Yin flexed his fingers. He couldn't let this old man waste any more of his time, or someone might catch up with them. The old man dared to block their way, and the Void Palm had no effect at all. Clearly, he was a Star Envoy-level powerhouse—and no ordinary Star Envoy, either. He was at least stronger than Uncle Kuang; otherwise, he couldn't have ignored the Void Palm.
As he thought, Lu Yin took out the Water Grass treasure and sent it twisting toward the old man. "Let's take him down together."
Air currents howled from Shang Qing's body, while Liu Tianmu immediately unleashed the Thirteenth Sword. She had been preparing it for a long time.
The old man still stood motionless. The Water Grass treasure couldn't get near him, and Liu Tianmu's Thirteenth Sword didn't even make him react. Shang Qing's currents pierced straight through the old man, but they were useless, too.
Lu Yin and the others were horrified. This was completely abnormal!
The old man looked at Liu Tianmu and raised an eyebrow. "Ah, the Thirteen Swords, lost art of the Liu family. This is that unavoidable Thirteenth Sword, isn't it? Truly peerless swordsmanship. Not bad, not bad."
Lu Yin asked in a low voice, "Senior, who are you? Why are you stopping us?"
The old man let out another odd laugh. "I just heard your conversation. You can go