The Post Sky Tipping Era

Seeing the formation dissipate, Li Yi finally exhaled a sigh of relief. Only now could he be certain that this Lin Caiyi, the cultivator of the Xuanxian Continent, was truly dead and not feigning death in an attempt to ambush him. After all, the people of the Xuanxian Continent were far too cunning, carrying countless hidden cards up their sleeves, making them impossible to guard against—utterly despicable.

Thankfully, he himself was no paragon of virtue. Likely, they couldn’t have imagined that a martial artist from the Four Seas and Eight Continents would stoop to using poison when facing an enemy.

"Lin Caiyi."

As soon as the formation was lifted, the cultivators of the Xuanxian Continent became visibly agitated.

"Damn it! Miss Lin was poisoned to death. This poison is so savage it can even corrode Divine Sense. This bastard resorted to trickery!"

"This duel was unfair! That needle of his actually pierced through the Xuan Turtle Armor, a high-grade spiritual artifact. This is clearly cheating! How could a mere Soul Realm evolver from Earth possess the means to break a high-grade protective spiritual artifact? Someone must have secretly aided him."

"Even the Heavenly Thunder Talisman failed to kill this guy! He’s obviously not just at the Soul Realm. He’s hiding his true power. To wield such a formidable bloodline, immune to thunder techniques... I suspect his opponent should have been someone at the Golden Core Stage, not Foundation Establishment!"

Countless divine senses swept across the battlefield.

They quickly pieced together the chain of events while harboring suspicions about the needle by Li Yi’s side.