"Huff..."
The Corpse Demon let out a breath of relief, but the expression on his face was still ugly to the extreme. To block Lin Xuan's attack, the price he had paid was no small thing. That move just now had been bought by sacrificing an arm.
Lin Xuan's expression was much the same. A move he had planned with painstaking care, one he had been almost certain would succeed, had actually been resolved by the other party. The gloom in his heart could likewise be imagined.
Both of them raised their heads. Their gazes met, and faintly, sparks seemed to burst between them.
"Brat, you were the one who stole my treasure?" the Corpse Demon said, biting off each word. The resentment in it was so clear that anyone who was not blind could feel it.
"That's right, I stole it. So what? You want to bite me?" Lin Xuan's cold laugh reached his ears. Since matters had developed to this point, there was no meaning in denying it. So what if he was a Dongxuan Realm Corpse Demon? Lin Xuan was not someone to be butchered at will either. If they truly fought, who would win and who would lose was still hard to say.
He would treat it as testing exactly how strong he was after advancing.
This time, stepping into the late stage had taken quite a few twists and turns, but the benefits brought by the Dual Infant One Core advancing at the same time were also beyond the imagination of outsiders.
Besides, since Lin Xuan dared to do this, he naturally had full confidence. Taking ten thousand steps back, even if he truly could not win, he was still one hundred percent certain he could escape. What was there to fear?
"You..."
Lin Xuan