Struck by Lin Chuan's Soul-Slicing Saber attack, Zhao Yue let out a muffled grunt as blood spilled from the corners of his mouth and his face turned several shades paler.
Wiping away the blood, he stared at Lin Chuan with a cold sneer. "You truly are extraordinary. For someone merely at the late Nascent Soul stage, I suppose your true strength is hardly inferior to that of a Deity Transformation cultivator!"
Lin Chuan produced a handful of pills and tossed them straight into his mouth, then put some distance between himself and Zhao Yue, wearing a solemn expression.
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