Attack Like Tides, Force Like Mountains

These cultivators who reminded others needed no instructions. It was just as when they had first arrived here, and those seniors, senior brothers, and senior sisters had told them what to do.

That was also why, after Zhu Luan assigned the tasks earlier, he had not given extra instructions to a newcomer like Li Yan.

Li Wuyi had long since flown away from Li Yan and the others, meeting a devil head head-on in battle.

Ancient tomes materialized from his book slip, and strange archaic characters flew out from their pages one after another. In an instant, they wrapped the devil head within them.

When the devil head realized something was wrong and tried to break free, every time its body collided with one of those characters, a puff of smoke rose from its body. It let out a muffled groan, and its aura rapidly weakened...

Senior Brother's cultivation was no longer what it had once been!

When Li Yan swept over with his Divine Sense, he was astonished to discover that his senior brother's strength had already come infinitely close to that of a mid-stage Golden Core Realm cultivator.

Li Wuyi's realm was still only at the early Golden Core Realm, but whether it was the purity of his spiritual power or the seasoned ruthlessness of his spell attacks, everything came as easily as plucking something from his sleeve. There was no longer the slightest hint of the sluggishness he had possessed when he had first entered the Gold Core Realm.

Although Li Yan had not been able to see where Li Wuyi had been clumsy back then, this sense of contrast nevertheless arose within him.

Sure enough, only trials of life and death are the best cultivation.

Li Yan silently weighed Li Wuyi's strength against Teng Wuji's. Although