"Senior Brother, this guy came from the Central Region. I'm afraid his methods aren't simple."
"Let me test him for you first."
Before Ye Lin could speak, the disciple beside him could no longer hold back.
It was his first time seeing someone so arrogant.
"No need."
With a wave of his hand, Ye Lin stopped him.
The other man had come so aggressively; one look was enough to tell that he was here to pick a fight, and he was exceedingly confident at that.
After all, that pride and confidence were not something one could pretend.
If he still sent his disciples up, wouldn't that be sending them to their deaths?
It was not that he looked down on them, but that they were very likely no match for this man at all.
"A battle in the void."
Shi Haofeng gripped his twin blades, their tips pointed at Ye Lin.
"Of course."
Ye Lin took a step forward, his figure soaring into the sky.
"Until I return, do not act rashly."
"Yes."
After issuing the order to the Ghost King Army behind him, Shi Haofeng followed Ye Lin into the heavens.
High in the ever-shifting skies, Ye Lin and Shi Haofeng faced each other.
"Can you tell me your name now?"
With a wave of Ye Lin's hand, Azure Frost appeared in his grasp.
He gazed calmly at Shi Haofeng before him.
"Shi Haofeng."
"I hope you don't lose too quickly beneath my hands."
Shi Haofeng grinned.
He appeared extremely confident.
"Fine."
Ye Lin gave a slight nod. A faint, limpid radiance shimmered along Azure Frost's blade, and subtle ripples spread through the surrounding space.
He did not strike first, merely standing there in silence, as though he had merged with the drifting clouds around him.
A fierce glint