"What a pity!"
A deep voice sounded not far from Li Zhirui.
Startled, his face changed dramatically, and he immediately cast a Defense Divine Ability on himself, simultaneously throwing several streaks of Spirit Light towards the source of the voice.
"No need to panic, young friend, I mean no harm." The newcomer easily brushed away Li Zhirui's attack, his expression calm as he spoke.
It was only then that Li Zhirui realized the newcomer was an Earth Immortal, someone whose power vastly exceeded his own.
Realizing the situation, he decided to heed the advice and refrain from further action, as the disparity in strength was enormous—there was no way he could be a match, and even if he used all his skills, he couldn't harm the opponent.
Similarly, if this person intended harm, they would have acted long ago; Li Zhirui hadn't even detected the person's presence before they spoke.
"Greetings, senior."
