Lin Xuan looked at the gray-black boulder before him, pressed a hand to his forehead, and a faint pondering look appeared on his face.
Those few Jade Luo Bees just now had vanished right here.
For spirit insects that had already acknowledged a master, there were only two possibilities for them to lose contact with their owner: either they had perished, or they had been cut off by spatial power.
Judging from the situation before him, it should have been the second.
That hidden exit should be somewhere nearby.
Lin Xuan closed his eyes and once again released his extremely powerful divine sense.
The time it took to drink a cup of tea passed in the blink of an eye. Lin Xuan opened his eyes, a strange look on his face. He had found nothing.
This was somewhat unexpected.
Lin Xuan pondered briefly, then suddenly raised his hand and flicked his fingers in rapid succession. Streak after streak of sword light shot from between his fingers, swelling in the wind, and in the blink of an eye they were already several zhang long.
"Go!"
At Lin Xuan's soft shout, those hundreds of sword lights were like a sudden storm of fierce wind and driving rain, slashing wildly in every direction. Yet they also looked utterly scattered, as though they had no purpose at all...
Broken stones fell like rain. Though it was only Sword Qi, its power was so great that it was still above the Dharma Treasures of ordinary Late Core Condensation Realm cultivators.
Suddenly, one streak of sword light flashed and actually vanished in a strange manner, as if it had been swallowed by something.
Lin Xuan's brow rose, a hint of joy showing on his face. He flicked his fingers repeatedly, and several more streaks of Sword