"You think you can use the chaos to rob me?" Lu Yi's eyes widened for a split second before a cold sneer spread across his face. "Hmph. Let me give you a little advice, kid—try it, and you'll die."
On the surface, he was just a Peak-stage Dao Palace realm cultivator. But if he went all out—if he stopped holding back—his real strength at the Transcendence realm could erase this guy in a heartbeat.
"Try it and you'll die? You really are senile," the other cultivator scoffed. "Fine by me. I'll take the resources... and I'll even make sure you get buried."
He stepped forward slowly, eyes filled with scorn that quickly sharpened into killing intent.
Seriously? I just got here and I'm already fighting for my life? Lu Yi cursed inwardly. This world's insane.
Quietly, he braced himself. If it came to it, he'd strike first—and make sure the other guy didn't get back up.
More and more people were starting to notice what was happening in the courtyard.
