Zhang Dingtian had been active in the recent past years in the war against the Sixth Mainland, and he had acquired a rich battle experience. However, he could tell that Lu Yin’s battle experience was no less than his in any manner. Lu Yin had once experienced a desperate battle that even those like Dojo Master Lan could not fathom, and as a result, Lu Yin’s vision had reached a completely different level. 

Lu Yin’s breathing had become slightly ragged, as this swordsman was even harder to deal with than Elder Song had been. Additionally, this opponent also had quicker reflexes. Otherwise, if Lu Yin’s palm had connected, then his opponent would have been severely injured if not killed outright. 

200,000 cultivators faced off against a hundred Sixth Mainland cultivators, but they did not hold any sort of advantage. There was a qualitative gap in their cultivation realms that could not be made up for with quantity. 

In the distance, the Enlighter swordsman was blasted underground, his impact leaving a tunnel thousands of meters long behind him while he was left in an absolutely miserable state. More importantly, the man’s hand was trembling, though not from fear. It was trembling because the massive amount of force in the previous attack had been too much for him to handle. 

The swordsman looked up at Lu Yin with an indignant expression, as he, an Enlighter, had just been sent flying by an Explorer. If word of this ever made it back to the Sixth Mainland, then he would no longer have the face to show himself among his peers. 

The man bellowed...