90 The Eldest Senior Brother of the Hundred Flowers Valley

When Lin An crossed the sea of fire and landed beside the other cultivators, he could feel their icy stares scanning his entire body. 

"Eh, fellow Daoist, what a stroke of luck!"

The other cultivators squeaked as they tried to find the right words to flatter Lin An. However, they couldn't find any adjectives to describe him.

In the end, they could only say dryly, "That was a powerful move. You were very lucky..."

On his part, Lin An hurriedly said a few humble words to acknowledge their praise. 

"Whoosh!"

Just as Lin An was conversing with the cultivators, a figure suddenly flashed in front of them. His speed was as fast as a shooting star, and in a few breaths, he had arrived in front of everyone.

Judging from the man's uniform, he was also a disciple from the Hundred Flowers Valley Sect.

He looked to be the disciple in charge of the trial site, and judging from his aura, he wasn't below the nascent soul stage.