"Pfft!"
The figure of a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator was blasted out directly, drawing a beautiful arc in midair before crashing into the nearby forest.
All the trees there, under the influence of the cultivator's power, turned into dust and dispersed into the air.
The Nascent Soul Stage cultivator was flung away, severely injured and on the brink of death.
"How about now, do you believe it?" Lin Yi asked indifferently, looking at the Nascent Soul Stage cultivator.
"Lin... Lin Yi!"
"How could it possibly be Lin Yi?!"
The eyes of the Nascent Soul Stage cultivator bulged out, his face full of disbelief as he stared at Lin Yi.
He had never imagined that the man he was chasing was actually Lin Yi's father.
What a coincidence, wasn't it?
"Heh, now, you should believe it, right?" Lin Yi said coldly.
"I believe... I believe it..." the Nascent Soul Stage cultivator swallowed hard, struggling to speak.