Daoist Longyue had lived for hundreds of years and seen countless powerful cultivators, but he had never seen a Foundation Establishment peak cultivator this young.
"I surrender!"
Daoist Longyue conjured his Crescent Moon Saber again, retreating as he blocked Lin Fan's attacks.
Before long.
He had retreated onto another mountain peak.
"Surrender?"
Lin Fan smiled slightly and said, "Why didn't you think about surrendering when you were beating me back just now?"
"This is a fight to the death, not an ordinary spar."
"If you want to surrender, you must cripple your own cultivation."
Cripple his own cultivation?
Daoist Longyue's expression shifted slightly. To him, crippling his own cultivation was no different from being killed.
"Can't we talk this over?"
Daoist Longyue endured the pain, because every lash from Lin Fan inflicted tremendous damage on his soul.
Damage to the soul was entirely different from damage to the body.
People had three ethereal souls and seven corporeal souls.
Cultivators spoke of a divine soul, which was the combination of those three ethereal souls and seven corporeal souls. Cultivators had independent consciousness precisely because their divine souls controlled it.
If they cultivated to an extremely powerful realm, their divine souls could leave their bodies. This was the legendary Soul Transformation realm.
"There's nothing to discuss."
Lin Fan said bluntly, "Of course, I can spare your life. Once your cultivation is crippled, you can live."
Hearing this.
Daoist Longyue knew there was no room for negotiation. He did not want to cripple his own cultivation, nor did he want Lin Fan to kill him.
He looked around. Quite a few people were watching from a distance.
"Are the higher-ups' people here?"
Daoist Longyue shouted toward Han Bing and the others, "I'm a Foundation Establishment cultivator, and I may very well find a