Daoist Zhi He?
Lin Ke turned and saw Lin Zhi-or rather, Feng He-slowly descending from the sky.
The Daoist Zhi He before him resembled neither Feng He nor Lin Zhi. It was more as though the two had fused into one.
"From now on, I am only Daoist Zhi He." Daoist Zhi He looked at Lin Ke and nodded with a smile. "I am he, and he is I."
Lin Ke nodded, only half understanding. In any case, the gist was that they had merged.
And from the look of things, Daoist Zhi He seemed to have reached a certain realm.
"The late stage of the fourth realm?"
Shi Yi grinned. "Haha, Master, you taught me all of this. So it is with the Demonic Dao, and so it is with the Human Way."
He pointed at the Daoist School's heavenly prodigies fighting nearby. "The Heavenly Dao would have the strong devour the weak, while the Human Way and the Demonic Dao let them survive. Which do you think they'll choose?"
"That is Lin Xuanji's Dao, not mine." Daoist Zhi He shook his head, then said no more on the subject. Instead, he turned to Lin Ke. "I'll handle the one in the sky. You handle Shi Yi?"
That one in the sky was a fifth-realm powerhouse!
But Lin Ke could see that Daoist Zhi He's bearing had changed. The fusion of his two personalities seemed to have made him far stronger.
"Be careful." Lin Ke nodded, leaving the so-called Jie tribesman in the sky to Daoist Zhi He.
"You can't deal with me." Shi Yi was utterly brazen now.
With a casual wave of his hand, countless third-realm ferocious beasts flew fearlessly toward the sky, straight at Lin Ke.
Lin Ke closed his eyes, placed his left hand behind