Chang Fu and the others were aghast. They hadn't expected Lu Yin's strength to be so absurdly overwhelming. The gap between them was enormous.
"Lu Yin, what are you trying to do? One of you will die from this blade."
"It's just a spar. There's no need to take it this far."
Lu Yin's voice was cold. "No one is to interfere. I just want to see the Fourth Blade." He turned to Chang Tu. "Senior, you won't disappoint me, will you?"
Chang Tu opened his eyes and grinned. "Don't worry. You'll definitely get to see it."
Lu Yin said, "But you'll be the one to die, Senior. No matter how powerful your Fourth Blade is, it won't be able to hurt me in the slightest."
"Perhaps I should make you see that for yourself." With that, Chang Tu pointed a finger.
Beside Chang Tu's ear, space was pierced through. A streak of darkness stretched out, cutting across an unknown distance in the Eternal Life Civilization's universe.
That streak of darkness jolted everyone awake.
No one could dodge it.
Not even Chang Tu.
That streak of darkness made everyone understand: Lu Yin and Chang Chuan were on the same level. No matter how powerful the Fourth Blade was, it could never threaten him.
This was a power that could kill a Three Dao Laws powerhouse.
Chang Fu and the others were utterly stunned, staring at Lu Yin in disbelief.
It had only been ten thousand years. How could he have changed so much? The extent of it was beyond comprehension.
That young man who hadn't even been in the Eternal Life Realm back then had actually reached this level?
"Master, don't fight. It's not worth it!" Chang Shi shouted. He was Chang Tu's disciple. When Lu Yin first arrived, Lu