The thought turned through Lin Xuan's mind, and he transformed into a startling rainbow, flying swiftly forward.
Stream Leap Ravine had unusual terrain, with only a single entrance. Quite a few demonic beasts roamed inside. Of course, to the Lin Xuan of today, they no longer posed the slightest threat. The moment he released even a trace of spiritual pressure, those demonic beasts either whimpered and prostrated themselves or fled elsewhere in panic.
Naturally, Lin Xuan had no interest in such low-level things. As long as they did not provoke him, he would not go out of his way to hunt them down.
The journey was uneventful.
The only trouble was that Lin Xuan no longer remembered the terrain very clearly. Although after cultivators mastered Five Elements spells, in theory, they all possessed the divine ability of never forgetting anything they had seen, nothing in the world was absolute. Three hundred years had passed in the blink of an eye, and Lin Xuan's memory of the terrain here had already become extremely vague.
Fortunately, he had now advanced to Lihe, and compared with cultivators of the same rank, his divine sense was much stronger. After a careful search, Lin Xuan finally found the target he wanted to look for.
There was nothing to hesitate over. Blue light surged around Lin Xuan's entire body, and he flew swiftly toward the left.
His current escape speed was no small matter.
In merely the time it took to drink half a cup of tea, a towering mountain peak came into view.
"Young Master, is this the place you were looking for? It doesn't seem any different from anywhere else." A clear voice entered his ears. Yue'er looked around in all directions, but found nothing suspicious.
Lin Xuan, however, did not answer the little