As Lin Xuan climbed upward along the Jade Stone Stairs, he looked all around. Although, because of the restrictions, his divine sense could not leave his body, with his current cultivation, once he used his spiritual-eye technique, every blade of grass and every tree within a hundred zhang appeared before him in the finest detail.
This area was indeed quiet to a rather eerie degree.
If someone said obtaining the Asura God Blood would not come with twists and setbacks, Lin Xuan would not believe it even if he were beaten to death.
Therefore, although he had not encountered the slightest danger in this half hour, his vigilance had not relaxed in the least because of it.
Suddenly, Lin Xuan stopped in his tracks.
Because at some unknown time, a thin mist had appeared around him.
It was very faint, not thick at all, yet it still affected his vision to some extent. Even his spiritual-eye technique could only see a little over thirty zhang.
Over these two hundred years, how many twists and setbacks had Lin Xuan experienced? Faintly, he already felt that there was something somewhat wrong with this fog, and an inexplicable irritability rose in his heart.
Was danger finally about to appear?
Restrictions, or something else?
Lin Xuan frowned in thought. Although a very strong feeling of unease surged up in his heart, the Asura God Blood was a treasure related to Yue'er's Nascent Soul Formation. No matter what, he had to obtain it.
With that in mind, Lin Xuan gritted his teeth. At worst, he would simply raise his guard even higher and be even more careful.
After walking for about another half cup of tea's worth of time, this stretch of Jade Stone Stairs finally came to an end, and a broad plaza entered