On that point, Lin Xuan did not have much confidence either. After all, in this world, the human heart was the hardest thing to grasp.
But there was nothing wrong with giving it a try.
If he could cross the sea by tricking the heavens, that would be best. Even if he could not, he would not lose anything; when that time came, he would make his move.
As the thought turned through his mind, Lin Xuan had already decided. He would do just that.
Taking a deep breath, he quietly clasped several dozen defensive talismans in the palm of his left hand, then slowly walked out from his hiding place. This time, he no longer used the Qi-Concealment Technique. Doing so might backfire through one careless slip and make a clever move turn clumsy.
In truth, there was no need to hide or cover anything. Lin Xuan's own strength had a very strong concealing effect. As long as they had not exchanged blows, who could imagine that his strength could actually rival a Lihe cultivator?
In other words, Lin Xuan did not need to disguise himself. Under normal circumstances, he already had the effect of playing the pig to eat the tiger.
The moment Lin Xuan left his hiding place, he naturally drew everyone's attention. A whooshing sound entered his ears, and he was already surrounded on all sides by Sea Race cultivators.
A dark mass of them blocked out even the sky. In the pitch-black night, only the halos of their Dharma Treasures were so dazzling.
Lin Xuan could not help but change color abruptly.
Without exception, they were all high-level Sea Race cultivators above the Nascent Soul Realm, nearly a hundred of them in total. At such a distance, even without the two Dongxuan Realm cultivators present,