But what he had said just now was no lie. It was already too late to flee now; since that was the case, he might as well weigh the old devil's strength again.
Although Lin Xuan seemed to have been chased into an utterly sorry state, in truth, from beginning to end, he had never brought out all his divine abilities. After all, Venerable Ten Thousand Beasts was no friend but an enemy, and cooperation between the two of them could never have been whole-hearted.
Perhaps halfway through the battle, Ten Thousand Beasts might even turn around and bite him instead. Though that possibility was not high, it was not nonexistent either, so Lin Xuan had simply struck first and fiercely made use of that old fellow Ten Thousand Beasts.
In other words, he had never fought Poison Dragon Old Ancestor seriously at all.
If the other party had descended here in person, Lin Xuan naturally would not have had the slightest thought of this sort. But a mere possessed body was precisely a good opportunity to measure his own strength.
After all, challenging someone above his level was no unfamiliar thing to Lin Xuan. He also had absolute confidence in his own divine abilities and treasures. If he could slay the old devil, that would naturally be best. Even if he failed, without Red Leaf as a burden, if it were only him alone, escaping should not be too difficult.
And by fighting the other party, even if he was no match, he should still do his utmost to draw things out longer. Only then would Red Leaf have enough time to escape. As long as she returned to the city, that old monster would have scruples and could only cry helplessly to the heavens; he definitely would not