To know that Lu Yi had already breached the 19th level of the White Cloud Sect's Trial Tower by this time.
And that was with Lu Yi still having plenty of tricks up his sleeve that he hadn't used yet.
Twenty percent of sword intent was enough to cause a qualitative change in Lu Yi's combat power, making him virtually invincible at least against opponents of lower realms.
Lin Ting stared at the corpse on the ground, his expression dull.
A Foundation Establishment Realm serpent, slain with a single sword strike?!
Cold sweat poured down his back as he sized up Lu Yi, terrified that a single stroke from Lu Yi's sword would be the end of him.
Lu Yi paid no attention to Lin Ting behind him, stepping forth, his entire being light as a cloud, effortlessly ascending into the air. He easily reached the cliff top and gathered the Heavenly Star Grass.
The task was complete, with utter ease.