Chapter 288
"Oh? Beyond imagination in what way?" Lin Hui raised an eyebrow.
Thoughts flickered rapidly through his mind.
"An ant that has never seen the sky will never understand that the world is more than the dirt beneath its feet," Song Feishi said quietly. "Right now, all you and the Clear Wind Dao can see are Black Cloud and the Tuyue of old. You have no concept of the power wielded by those at the very top."
"I suppose I really don't know how vast the sky is," Lin Hui chuckled. "Why don't you show me?"
"Me?" Song Feishi stared at him as though he'd just told the most absurd joke she'd ever heard. Her eyes widened. "Are you planning to fight me?"
"Is that a problem?" Lin Hui smiled. "I'm the ant, and you're the bird in the sky—if you want to win me over, shouldn't showing off a little of that strength be a given?"
However much Song Feishi had revised her assessment of Lin Hui, she had revised it strictly within the bounds of what a mortal could achieve.
In truth, Lin Hui was neither a Mistborn nor a Blood Ancestor—only a mortal who had clawed his way here through sheer cultivation. For all his explosive power, trading blows with her would still be little more than bullying.
It was like hurling an egg at a block of endlessly regenerating steel. No matter how fast or dense the egg, it might crack the steel once before annihilating itself. And the steel? In her eyes, it wouldn't even break—at most, a faint scuff, gone in an instant.