"Gulp-"
Xu Fei watched the rippling lake turn into a lake of blood in the next instant. His expression froze completely, and he involuntarily swallowed.
Li Dao's heart remained as still as water at the sight before him. Even though his injuries had yet to heal, he was not someone any stray cat or dog could pick a fight with.
"The eighth one. A minor cultivator of the cave heaven realm."
His gaze settled squarely on Xu Fei, who stood on the other side of the lake, and his tone held not a trace of emotion.
Hearing his words, Xu Fei could not help smiling bitterly.
He had thought himself well hidden, but he had been discovered from the very beginning. Still, seeing that Li Dao had not immediately killed him, he relaxed a little.
"Greetings, Senior. This junior is Xu Fei. To witness your divine might today is a blessing earned over three lifetimes."
Xu Fei slowly emerged from the shadows and walked out onto the blood-colored lake. When he lowered his head, he saw his own reflection on its surface.
Divine light flickered in Li Dao's eyes. He sensed an exceptionally pure sword intent within Xu Fei.
His interest was immediately piqued. He had never encountered sword intent this pure before.
"Such pure sword intent. Rather interesting."
How could Xu Fei fail to understand what Li Dao meant? He wanted the cultivation method Xu Fei practiced. Helplessness filled Xu Fei's face.
He had only come to watch the excitement, never expecting to be caught and charged a viewing fee. But under the circumstances, he had no room to refuse.
He took an Ochre Bone Fragment from his waist. It was clearly quite old.
The moment it appeared, Li Dao's primordial spirit shuddered. He felt a stirring from the