Lin Xuan and Wang Tinglou had naturally fought their way through storms of blood and gore to achieve what they had today, and their experience in battle was exceedingly rich. Very quickly, they had discussed and settled on a strategy to face the enemy.
Yue'er reached out, slapped the Invisibility Talisman onto herself, and her figure gradually faded, until in the end she vanished completely. Even every trace of her aura was gone. Lin Xuan clearly knew Yue'er was right beside him, yet he could not sense her in the slightest.
Such a mysterious effect was something neither the Concealment Talisman nor the Qi Concealment Technique could ever achieve.
Lin Xuan's face remained calm, but in his heart he truly could not help feeling somewhat amazed. This was still a flawed item; what kind of effect would a true Invisibility Talisman have?
He shook his head. Now was not the time to think about that.
Lin Xuan sat cross-legged and began meditating to recover his strength. Though he had once obtained a small bottle of Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Milk while in the Spirit Gathering Space, such a heaven-defying item would be exceedingly rare even in the Spirit World, something to be used to save his life at a critical moment. Lin Xuan naturally would not be foolish enough to waste it here.
Wang Tinglou did the same. Although in terms of realm, the Ancient Demon was slightly inferior to him, the strength of an immortal cultivator was certainly not measured by realm alone. The other party's main body was an upper-rank Devil Ancestor; Wang Tinglou had already read of its terrors in ancient records, so he did not dare be careless in the slightest.
The two did not have to wait long. In merely the time it took to drink half