The huge commotion startled the guards, and a team rushes out, ready to capture the "assassin".
"Stand down!" A sonorous voice echoed from the villa, shaking the guards' eardrums. The guards respectfully complied, saluted towards the villa, and retreated.
At the bottom of the deep pit, Lin Tian lay spread-eagled, feeling as if every part of his body might fall apart. It felt familiar, just like back at the Shrine when he challenged Xu Feibai beyond his level and was punched against the wall.
This time was the same, punched through the ground, surpassing levels again.
"Master, you can't defeat that old man. He's a full level higher than you. Let's slip away. If we still have the green hills, we don't need to worry about firewood," the Sword Spirit softly suggested.
"A level higher? Isn't that better? It's a perfect chance to try an all-out battle. It must feel awesome," Lin Tian sneered, eyes filled with intense battle spirit.
