An old woman at the peak of the Nascent Soul Realm who was originally there, unfortunately, couldn't dodge Lu Yi's sword and was killed on the spot.
The three Nascent Soul Peak Cultivators had faces filled with terror, staring dead at Lu Yi, whose body was marked with thunder patterns and surrounded by streams of thunder that flowed around him, a tumultuous blend of Qi Blood Power and Spiritual Energy wrapping his body. His black hair wildly danced, his aura shockingly fearsome.
Merely a Golden Core Cultivator, yet with every move, even Nascent Soul Peak Cultivators were turned to ash, the three of them seeing what seemed like a Young Immortal King.
Surrounded by Thunder Light, Lu Yi looked calmly at the three of them.
It had been a long time since he had struck without any concern for the consequences, after all, every time Lu Yi made a move before, it was in a friendly match, and against Yun Xi and the others, he never needed to use any real strength.
