As Lin Yi moved swiftly through the swamp with ghostlike footwork, he failed to notice that two malicious gazes had already locked onto him.
The shadows at the bottom of the swamp writhed like living creatures. A black shadow silently spread along his trail, and the instant his foot touched down, the ground suddenly split apart.
A gaping maw condensed from pure black shadow rose from the earth, its fangs bone-white as it carried a foul, rotting miasma and lunged down to devour Lin Yi!
Lin Yi's brows furrowed slightly. Only then did he sense two obscure auras hidden within the surrounding shadows, ones even he had failed to detect.
Without time to think, he clenched his right fist. Lightning flared around his body as he unleashed an external technique he had not used in a long time—Town Law Thunder Fist!
"Break!"
His fist wind roared out, carrying crackling deep-purple lightning.
It not only blasted the shadowy maw beneath him to pieces, but the scattered lightning also swept toward the shadows on both sides like a vast net.
Boom!
Two disheveled figures were forced back by the lightning and staggered into view in an open patch of swamp.
One wore gray robes and had a sinister face, with dense black shadows swirling around him. The other was a sturdy Body Cultivator, bare-chested, with knotted muscles and dark-red totemic patterns covering his skin.
"As expected of someone from the Heavenly Palace. Your lightning techniques aren't bad." The gray-robed man gave a sinister laugh, his eyes filled with killing intent. "But unfortunately, you ran into us brothers today. You are destined to die!"
Lin Yi swept his icy gaze across the two of them. "You're from the Source Realm?"
"Haha!" The Sturdy Body Cultivator laughed loudly, his voice making the surrounding miasma