The Nascent Soul's face was filled with terror, but it was already too late to flee. Green light flashed, and it was seized in the palm of that great hand.
Lin Xuan saw this, and a trace of satisfaction flickered across his face. Without another word, he swept his sleeve, and a sheet of radiant light wrapped around the Nascent Soul as he used the Soul Searching Technique.
Only after the time it took to drink a cup of tea did Lin Xuan raise his head. He turned over his left hand, and a palm-sized Banner Flag appeared in his hand.
With a gentle shake, a yin wind howled fiercely, yin energy condensed, and a savage Ghost Face appeared in view. It opened its bloody maw, its tongue curled, and it swallowed the dull-eyed Nascent Soul down.
To the Magic Banner, a cultivator's Nascent Soul was a great tonic. Naturally, Lin Xuan would not waste such a good thing.
"I didn't expect the other side to actually send high-level cultivators to launch a surprise attack on Horizon Sea Pavilion."
Through the Soul Searching Technique, Lin Xuan had already grasped the enemy's plan clearly from beginning to end. A look half worried and half pleased appeared on his face as he murmured to himself.
"Young Master, then what should we do? Hurry over to reinforce them at once?" A crisp voice entered his ears. Several traces of anxiety flashed across Yue'er's face, and she could not help coming out of Heavenly Mystery Mansion.
"Reinforce them?" Lin Xuan frowned. "No. The high-level beings of the two sects have been separated from their main forces. For us, this situation is precisely a fine chance to fish in troubled waters. How could I give up such a good opportunity?"
"But the Ten Thousand Buddhas