Whoosh...
Suddenly, a faint sound of something tearing through the air reached his ears. Spiritual light erupted in dazzling bursts all around, and the surrounding immortal cultivators were locked in a tangled melee; the sounds of Dharma Treasures colliding could easily have drowned out that slight noise.
But Lin Xuan was a great cultivator at the Nascent Soul Late Stage, and the strength of his divine sense far surpassed even cultivators of the same rank. His brow twitched slightly, and he had already sensed that someone was launching a sneak attack at him.
With a flick of his sleeve, a brilliant azure streak swam out like a fish and, with a bang, slashed into an empty patch of air.
Red light flashed, and a fiery-red immortal sword was intercepted.
What Lin Xuan had summoned was not Azure Fire.
Since he wanted to fish in troubled waters, he naturally would not expose his true strength. Only by making those three old monsters lower their guard would he have a greater chance of snatching the Asura God Blood.
Lin Xuan decided to put on an act. At this moment, he summoned a jade-green Flying Dagger, and only then did he turn his head to look toward the person who had tried to ambush him.
At one glance, however, he was somewhat surprised.
It was actually a young girl in black, in the prime of her youth. Her figure and looks were both extraordinarily alluring, and her cultivation had even reached the Nascent Soul Middle Stage.
Needless to say, this woman was naturally Luo Zishu.
"Courting death!"
A savage smile appeared on Lin Xuan's face—though of course, eighty percent of that expression was feigned. He reached out and pointed ahead, and the jade-green Flying Dagger immediately flew toward the enemy.
Luo Zishu's face