Someone from the Immortal World

In a dark space.

A man in a Daoist robe with his hair draped behind him stood in the void. A few lights and shadows flashed in front of him.

Suddenly, an opening appeared in the space behind him. A young fellow jumped in from the crack. Without a word, he took out a sword and stabbed the man in the back.

Although this man looked like he was sleeping with his eyes closed, his dodging speed was very fast. In an instant, he appeared hundreds of feet away. He slowly stood there and opened his eyes. His pupils emitted a golden light that was extremely dazzling.

"Who are you?"

The man was the first to ask.

Li Yuanqing held his sword and stared at the man with a burning gaze.

"I should be the one asking you that! We're holding a competition here. Why are you causing trouble?"