"The second."
Lin Shisan's voice was calm, as calm as if he were saying the weather was nice today.
But his eyes were like two unsheathed swords, stabbing straight at Ling Feng.
Ling Feng shuddered and instinctively took a step back.
With his cultivation at the peak of the sixth stage of Meridian Opening, one foot already in the Seventh Heaven, he actually felt fear at that moment.
It was not because of Lin Shisan's strength, but because of his indifference toward life and death.
When Lin Shisan killed Wang Yan, his eyes had not wavered at all, as though he had merely crushed an ant underfoot.
Ling Feng had only seen such a gaze on the old monsters in his lineage who had lived for centuries. It was terrifying.
"You... don't come any closer..."
The unfamiliar young man's face was deathly pale, his legs weak. He could not even hold his sword steady.
He wanted to run, but his legs felt filled with lead. He could not take a single step.
Lin Shisan paid him no attention whatsoever, his gaze fixed on Ling Feng the entire time.
"Ling Feng, will you end yourself, or shall I send you on your way?"
Ling Feng gritted his teeth and forcibly suppressed his fear.
"Lin Shisan, don't get so arrogant. That useless Wang Yan was only at the Meridian Opening Fourth Stage. What's so impressive about killing him?"
"I, Ling Feng, am at the peak of the sixth stage of Meridian Opening, with one foot in the Seventh Heaven. Why would I fear a Third Stage of Meridian Opening small fry like you?"
Before he finished speaking, he struck first.
His longsword traced a silver streak through the air.
Carrying the immense Spiritual Power of the peak of the sixth stage of