บท 89: Chapter 87- The Power Of A Soul Cultivator On Display

The crowd gasped. They were silent until now as they watch this unfold, but they were completely confused as to why Lin Bei was attacking Xi Shen so relentlessly, and even broke his zither.

Xi Shen with the frown still on his face, glanced away from the broken zither and look down at his palm to see a white gash on it. His sleeve robes were cut as well, meaning Lin Bei hadn’t only been aiming for his zither but his hand as well.

Lin Bei himself had paused his attack and was staring at Xi Shen’s hand with a stunned expression.

He was trying to be sneaky and test Xi Shen’s current physique, but he was taken aback by the results.

When his sword made contact with Xi Shen’s hand, he felt like he had just struck solid steel instead of skin and flesh. Even though he wasn’t using his original weapon, which was a Low-grade Spirit Weapon Artifact, this sword was crafted from rare and precious materials that would put ordinary steel swords to shame.