Time seemed to freeze.
Yet only a few breaths later, that Ancient Beast suddenly opened its bloody maw and let out a heaven-shaking hiss, slamming its head into the ground and making everything within several li tremble violently.
The creature's strength was inconceivably great. With every crash, it left a huge pit in the ground, so deep the bottom could not be seen.
However, there was no trace of panic on Lin Xuan's face. A moment later, a thunderous boom entered his ears, and the Ancient Beast's entire head was enveloped in a silver halo, then split apart like a watermelon, bursting into pieces.
A faint Qilin phantom could be seen flickering once, then rapidly dimming until it finally vanished.
A satisfied look appeared on Lin Xuan's face. The might of a Heaven-Reaching Spirit Treasure was indeed no small matter; with a single strike, it had slain this troublesome enemy.
Of course, that was also because the Ancient Beast before him was in a special state. It possessed a body of powerful magic power, yet did not know how to use it. In terms of the quantity of spiritual power, it was no inferior to a Lihe cultivator, but its true strength was far lacking.
With a turn of his wrist, the Demonic Fate Sword vanished. Lin Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the corpse of the Ancient Beast before him.
A Storage Bag was convenient, but unfortunately, it also had a weakness: its capacity was limited.
Although the Giant Crocodile before him had lost its head, its body was still seven or eight hundred zhang long. Naturally, there was no way he could take the whole thing away.
After a brief hesitation, Lin Xuan brushed his sleeve, and the Azure Fire Sword shot out.
"Go."
Lin Xuan pointed,