Seeing the formation dissipate, Li Yi finally exhaled a sigh of relief. Only now could he be certain that this Lin Caiyi, the cultivator of the Xuanxian Continent, was truly dead and not feigning death in an attempt to ambush him. After all, the people of the Xuanxian Continent were far too cunning, carrying countless hidden cards up their sleeves, making them impossible to guard against—utterly despicable.
Thankfully, he himself was no paragon of virtue. Likely, they couldn't have imagined that a martial artist from the Four Seas and Eight Continents would stoop to using poison when facing an enemy.
"Lin Caiyi."
As soon as the formation was lifted, the cultivators of the Xuanxian Continent became visibly agitated.
"Damn it! Miss Lin was poisoned to death. This poison is so savage it can even corrode Divine Sense. This bastard resorted to trickery!"
