Breaking the rules? This was outright cheating! That was what Li Huayuan thought.
On the Golden Drum Plains battlefield, the Six Demonic Path Sects and the Seven Sects of the Yue Kingdom had agreed on a rule: Foundation Establishment cultivators would fight during the day, while Core Formation Stage cultivators would duel at night.
But Lin He was practically exploiting a bug. He was a middle Foundation Establishment cultivator himself, yet he possessed an early Core Formation external incarnation, giving him the combat strength of the Core Formation Stage.
His presence on the Golden Drum Plains was nothing short of a higher-dimensional strike against the Demonic Path's Foundation Establishment cultivators!
The reason Li Huayuan had such high hopes for this operation was precisely because Lin He was there. Whenever he struck, his opponents either died or were injured.
But Lin He had done even better than he had imagined. Over two hundred Foundation Establishment cultivators had died at his hands in the past few days. That was already an astonishing figure, considering that each side only committed around a thousand cultivators to their monthly major battles.
Although Li Huayuan thought this, he certainly would not say it aloud. Instead, he said,
"Breaking the rules? Surely not. What rule has he broken?"
Meng Fan snorted coldly. "He has the combat strength of the Core Formation Stage, yet he fights Foundation Establishment cultivators. Their strength isn't remotely equal. Isn't that bullying?"
Li Huayuan immediately shot back, "Fellow Daoist Meng, you can't put it that way. When both sides proposed these rules, you nodded your agreement too. Why are you going back on your word now? Besides, he really is a Foundation Establishment cultivator. He hasn't concealed his cultivation."
"Fine! Very good!" Meng Fan laughed in his fury. "Since you insist on putting