Lin Yi's eyes narrowed slightly as he stood steadily in the void.
Without needing to investigate deliberately, a bottomless dark aura rushed toward him, locking tightly onto his entire body and making the Divine Demon Body dormant beneath his skin instinctively send out a warning.
To force back the deeply rooted Mountain Splitting Sword with a single strike, while also corroding its blade with strange black qi—such combat strength was far beyond that of an ordinary seventh-stage Emperor Cultivator.
Even in the Source Realm, this man would definitely be a peak late Emperor Realm expert on the level of Di Xian.
What surprised Lin Yi even more was that he could not see through the other party's true realm or depth of cultivation at all.
The Nirvana black mist surrounding the man perfectly concealed every trace of aura fluctuation.
Lin Yi's heart sank slightly, but he felt no fear. Instead, intense fighting spirit quietly ignited deep in his eyes.
Ever since the Primordial World had been opened, many spiritual treasures had been nurtured within it, yet he had never encountered an opponent capable of placing such pressure on him.
Lin Yi spoke first, his voice cold and steady. "So, the one who came out of the Fire God Great World and secretly followed behind me all this way has been you?"
"That's right."
The man within the black mist nodded slightly, openly admitting to stalking and spying on him.
He quickly noticed that Lin Yi's gaze remained fixed on his strange dragon claw, black as ink and covered in scale patterns. His mouth immediately split into a savage grin, exposing rows of dense, sharp teeth like a beast's fangs. His voice carried chilling ferocity. "What? Have you noticed something? Remembered my name?"
Lin Yi shook his head slightly. "Luo has