Earlier, aboard the Heavenly Star Sect's treasure ship, he had broken through again, and his physical strength had increased dramatically.
Now, even without using the spiritual power within him, he could easily leave the demon before him—whose strength had only just reached Dao Integration—unable to move an inch.
The demon strained its muscular arm, only to find that the young man's hand, clamped around it, had not budged at all.
Damn it. I've kicked an iron plate!
In just a few breaths, the demon realized what had happened.
Though the young man was at the Dao Integration realm like them, he could not possibly be a Rogue Cultivator.
After all, the Rogue Cultivators they had met before had lofty cultivation realms but feeble fighting strength.
What Rogue Cultivator had a low cultivation realm yet was as terrifyingly strong as this young man?
Is he a wolf in sheep's clothing?
The thought sprang unbidden into the demon's mind.
Boom!
But the situation gave it no time to think. Luo Yi gripped its arm with one hand and pressed the other against its head, pinning it firmly to the stone table before him. No matter how it struggled, it could not move an inch.
Even after doing all that, he remained seated as before. Not even the hem of his robe had stirred.
Seeing their third brother fighting desperately to survive in the young man's grasp, the four remaining demons each took an instinctive step back.
"Interesting. It seems I underestimated you."
Having watched the young man's every move, the Canghai Dragon Lobster froze for a moment, then fixed its protruding eyes on him.
"There's nothing to underestimate. I'm merely a Rogue Cultivator, hardly worth your attention."
Worried that the beast might back down in the face of difficulty, Luo Yi laid