"Will I die?"
Lu Ren asked.
"That's right, you will die!"
The old man nodded and said in a deep voice, "You may also choose to refuse the challenge!"
"I, Lu Ren, have never feared a challenge. Since I've come this far, I won't shrink back. Everyone dies sooner or later—so why not take the narrowest road? If the path is too easy, I'm afraid I won't be able to appreciate the scenery along the way!"
Lu Ren said calmly.
"Hahaha, well said—everyone dies sooner or later!"
The old man laughed heartily several times, looking at Lu Ren with considerable admiration. "However, choosing to accept my challenge is one thing; whether you possess the strength to match it is another. Do you dare take one sword strike from me?"
"Why wouldn't I dare?"
Lu Ren opened his mouth and spat out the Immortal Slaying Reincarnation Sword, gripping it tightly in his hand.
The old man smiled. A longsword condensed in his hand, and he lightly slashed through the void. A streak of sword light instantly struck before Lu Ren.
"This is..."
Lu Ren's expression changed.
This sword light looked utterly ordinary, yet it contained a powerful fluctuation of laws, as though it could destroy and annihilate everything.
This was absolutely the most tyrannical sword strike Lu Ren had ever witnessed head-on in all his years of cultivation. Moreover, it had been unleashed with only early Golden Immortal Realm cultivation. Any early Golden Immortal Realm cultivator would likely be unable to withstand it and would be slain in an instant.
As the sword light descended, a feeling of utter helplessness even rose within Lu Ren's heart. It was as if everything had been suppressed, leaving him without even the strength to raise a hand.
"Break!"
Lu Ren shouted softly as the