In Wei Beichen's view, even if Sect Master Luo was extraordinarily gifted and had gained strength comparable to a cultivator at Great Vehicle Perfection in just a few short years, it changed nothing.
The Seventh Prince of the Southern Sea Dragon Palace was a Tribulation-Crossing Pseudo-Immortal Powerhouse.
To say the gulf between such a powerhouse and a cultivator at Great Vehicle Perfection was as vast as heaven and earth would be no exaggeration.
Besides, Sect Master Luo merely possessed comparable combat strength. His actual cultivation had only recently entered the Great Vehicle Realm.
As Wei Beichen's thoughts raced, he saw the young man shake his head.
He instinctively assumed Sect Master Luo had taken his advice and abandoned his earlier idea.
He let out a long breath of relief. Thank goodness he had tried one last time to persuade him.
But in the next instant, the young man's calm voice reached his ears again.
"It's fine. You only need to watch from a distance. You won't have to lift a finger."
"Uh..."
Wei Beichen froze like a wooden chicken and looked Sect Master Luo up and down again.
Sure enough, that calm expression on Luo Yi's face was only a pretense.
Sect Master Luo was still the same as when the Ten Thousand Demon Lair had existed: at the slightest provocation, he would wipe out every demon inside it.
How could a cultivator who hated demons so fiercely allow the Southern Sea Dragon Palace to attack his sect, practically shit on his head, and then walk away unscathed?
The one thing Wei Beichen could not understand was that although Sect Master Luo's aura had grown far stronger since he had left the sect, he clearly had not crossed the threshold into the Tribulation-Crossing Pseudo-Immortal Realm.
He remained in the Great