Lanyun Half-Saint's eyes flashed with a cold gleam as he struck out with a palm, aiming for the back of Lin Yi's heart from across the distance.
The terrifying intent to kill struck from behind. Lin Yi sensed the danger in advance and immediately summoned the Futu Sacred Tower, intercepting it behind him.
Bang!
Lanyun Half-Saint's palm imprint slammed onto the Futu Sacred Tower. Most of the force was dissipated by the tower, leaving only a minuscule amount of power to reach Lin Yi.
Lin Yi turned his head, looked at Lanyun Half-Saint, and sneered, "So eager to kill me and silence me, could it be that I guessed correctly?"
"Lanyun Half-Saint, I never would have thought, you, the chief disciple of Blood Prison Mountain, would actually be a spy for the Pi Jue Corpse Clan!"
Lin Yi deliberately spoke very loudly, letting his voice carry.
"How dare you spout nonsense?!"
