An old man suddenly ran out to block their path, muttering to himself.
Everyone was rendered rather speechless for a moment.
Xiao Luanzi let out a light huff. "This old fool doesn't look tasty at all. His meat would surely be tough to chew."
Yan Daoling was still talking to himself. His gaze fell on Luo Xiu's face, revealing a mixture of hatred and admiration. He suddenly spoke, "Back at the Spirit Tomb Entrance, I observed the purity of your sword intent. With a Mahayana Realm cultivation, you were able to force back four Earth Immortals with a single sword stroke. Indeed, you're fine material for sword cultivation."
"Sigh... I have spent my life fostering good relationships and dislike killing. Besides, there is no deep-seated hatred between us, so there's no need for me to take your life."
"Furthermore, it would truly be a pity to kill a young genius like yourself."
