The visitor was a Daoist dressed in a purple and gold robe. With a wave of his hand, a large hand full of thunder light reached towards Zhong Lin, or more precisely, the Demon-shattering Blade that Zhong Lin had been suppressing in his palm.
Zhong Lin snorted coldly, and the Demon-shattering Blade slashed through the air. It seemed effortless, as the thunderlight hand was instantly severed.
"It's someone from Battle Heaven Sacred Land."
Bian Yingjie saw the unique insignia of Battle Heaven Sacred Land on the chest of the purple and gold-robed Daoist, which also held the insignia of a True Disciple, a mark unique to this domain and unmatched elsewhere. None dared imitate it, so he quickly communicated this information.
