Battles between Cultivators were usually contests of Technique strength. The two sides rarely engaged in close-quarters combat, so he had never experienced fighting an opponent like Li Chang'an.
That was precisely why he had suffered such a great disadvantage when fighting Li Chang'an up close just now.
The Cultivator no longer dared to clash head-on with Li Chang'an and was even starting to prepare a temporary retreat.
It wasn't that he was afraid of Li Chang'an. It was just that everything had felt too strange since his arrival in the Lower Realm. He seemed to be targeted everywhere he went. Crucially, he still had no idea what was happening, let alone who the mastermind behind it all was.
At this point, he felt like he hadn't come to the Lower Realm at all.
Instead, it was as if he had stumbled into a hornet's nest, filled with stinging wasps. He couldn't even find a place to rest his feet and gather information.
'Have these natives gone mad?'
