"Testing the limits of my strength?"
Lu Yuan frowned slightly. If it was not the Chu Family, could it be the Longevity Cult?
However, whoever was behind this, it was no reason for the man before him to launch a killing move directly at him.
"I had thought your strength would be at most equal to mine, but I never expected that you had not only reached the fourth rank, but had also comprehended Fire Intent to the tenth level. It is simply unbelievable!"
Gold Garment stared intently at Lu Yuan and exclaimed in astonishment.
With his fifth-rank cultivation and seventy percent Metal Intent, he could be called outstanding even among the younger generation of the entire Great Zhou. Even compared to those so-called Sacred Body prodigies, he was not much inferior.
Yet compared to the man before him, he discovered that he still seemed to fall far too short.
"Do you think this is my limit?"
Lu Yuan looked directly at Gold Garment and spoke calmly.
"Could this possibly not be?"
Gold Garment found it utterly inconceivable.
He truly could not imagine what would count as the other party's limit if this was not it.
"Watch carefully. This sword of mine—will be the last sword you ever see in this life!"
Lu Yuan wasted no more words and slashed out again.
Startling Thunder Sword Art, Thunderous Force!
In an instant, it was as though countless bolts of thunder descended from the heavens.
Streams of Gang Thunder Sword Qi, like bolts of white silk, poured down in sheets, tearing through space.
"Ten percent Sword Intent—no—this is the realm of Gang Thunder—"
Gold Garment's expression changed drastically. He did not dare hesitate in the slightest and hurriedly turned to flee.
Inside, he cursed Lu Yuan as a freak. Not only had