Driving Straight In IV

"If I were you, I would never walk through that door."

An aged male voice sounded from Lin Xin's side.

He turned to look. Though the man was clearly within the coverage of his illusion force field, he was completely unaffected.

His bright eyes were as pure and dazzling as stars.

It was hard to imagine that a human being could possess such clear, radiant eyes.

He was an old man with white hair and beard.

He looked perhaps eighty or ninety years old, perhaps even older.

"Young man, your illusion martial arts are formidable! Truly formidable."

The old man spoke with admiration.

"My eldest disciple has already reached the pinnacle of a Martial Artist, yet he still could not even approach this place.

He had originally intended to challenge you."

"Who are you?"

Lin Xin asked in confusion.

"I am Bai Zhuo."

"Bai Zhuo? Dust Martial Dao?" Lin Xin narrowed his eyes. Finally, finally someone of sufficient weight had appeared.

To him, this world had been far too boring.

Even without using attribute points, his realm, his level, and his vast reserves of knowledge had allowed him to easily reach heights that the successive school masters of the Ten Illusions School could never have imagined.

This also meant that he did not even know how strong he was now.

Because everyone he encountered, all those so-called masters and powerful experts, had been utterly incapable of withstanding a single blow before him.

"A master... you came at just the right time." Lin Xin revealed a calm smile.

Bai Zhuo held a small braid woven from white beard hairs in his hand, casually fiddling with it as he assessed Lin Xin.

"A Martial Artist? No, not quite. That aura of yours... your Celestial Phenomenon Field is no longer simply that of