Fang Tianmian's strength far surpassed Cai Guang's.
A single Asura Blood Slash from him had nearly destroyed the foundation of Cai Guang's Dharma Form.
It was a vicious move indeed.
"Heh, Dao Brother Cai Guang, this may be a friendly spar, but spells and divine abilities show no mercy. You can hardly blame me."
"If I held back and you wounded me, who could I turn to for justice?"
Having gained the advantage, Fang Tianmian still played the innocent, infuriating Cai Guang so much that he spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Oh dear, Dao Brother, don't get angry."
"Your injuries are serious. You should head down and get them treated."
Cai Guang forced his battered body to fly back to the Cai Family's stone platform.
The Cai Family's cultivators were furious, and many wanted to take the stage and fight Fang Tianmian.
But Fang Tianmian was undeniably powerful. Not a single Spirit Transformation Realm cultivator in the Cai Family was confident of defeating him.
The Cai Family patriarch said nothing, his expression stifled and bitter.
The Cai Family was declining by the day. Its reserves could not begin to compare with those of a longevity aristocratic family.
Whether they could even attend the Myriad Immortals Assembly again in ten thousand years was uncertain.
Making an enemy of the Fang Family over a sparring match would be sheer folly.
"Fang Tianmian of the Longevity Fang Family wins."
"Does anyone wish to take the stage and challenge him?"
Huanhuan immediately rose, intending to take the stage.
Without betraying anything on his face, Lin Fei used his primordial spirit power to hold her back.
"Don't go up yet."
"Daddy, didn't you promise to let us take the stage? I'll beat the Fang Family's people until they scatter like fallen blossoms on flowing