A thought flashed through Lin Xuan's mind, and then, as if sensing something, he suddenly turned his head. His eyes narrowed slightly. A faint, almost imperceptible startling rainbow had appeared within his line of sight.
Needless to say, it was a concealment art.
Only, using it in front of him was rather like showing off axe skills before the master carpenter.
A trace of mockery appeared at the corner of Lin Xuan's mouth, and his immensely powerful divine sense radiated toward that side.
"Ah!"
A cry of alarm reached his ears. The vast pressure had made it impossible for Su Jiangchun to maintain her secret art any longer. Spiritual light flashed, and the startling rainbow instantly became conspicuous.
The change came in a hurry, but this woman was, after all, a great cultivator of the Nascent Soul Late Stage. Though startled, she did not fall into panic. A Jade Bowl flew out from her sleeve.
It spun in a blur, releasing a layer of dazzling light curtain that wrapped around her. Afterward, a yellow-orange immortal sword was held in the slender palm of her left hand.
"Not bad, not bad. Worthy of the master of Horizon Sea Pavilion." A somewhat familiar voice entered her ears, carrying a note of praise.
"You..." Su Jiangchun lifted her head, but her astonishment quickly turned into wild joy. "You... are Martial Uncle Lin?"
No wonder this woman was astonished. Although the two of them had fought shoulder to shoulder a hundred years ago, Lin Xuan had then vanished for no reason, disappearing without a trace from then on. Martial Uncle had even been heartbroken and sorrowful over it. Who would have thought that at this moment, he would once again appear so mysteriously at Horizon Sea Pavilion?
Her gaze swept over Lin Xuan, and