Shock was shock, but Giant Whale King's movements did not slow in the slightest. After sending Poison Dragon Old Ancestor flying, he did not charge up to finish him off.
A mere Nascent Soul body could not change the final outcome. More importantly, he had seen Poison Dragon's attitude clearly. The other party was obviously not of one mind with that hateful fellow.
Since he had only been going through the motions in the first place, why should Giant Whale King make an unnecessary move? He hovered in midair, seemingly standing there blankly without acting, yet terrifying spiritual power was madly gathering around him. From the flow of the surrounding heaven-and-earth spiritual energy, one could make out a few clues.
Lin Xuan's expression was likewise extremely ugly. With the supreme divine ability of the Phantom Spirit Heaven Fire, he had barely managed to suppress the absolute poison, but his vital energy had also suffered no small loss.
And his opponent was preparing a major move. He had to strike first to seize the advantage.
Lin Xuan drew in a breath, raised both hands, and began moving them ceaselessly before his chest. In the sky, countless phantoms actually appeared, looking just like the Buddhist Thousand-Hand Guanyin.
One mysterious spell seal after another.
Faintly, it even seemed as if the sound of Buddhist Sanskrit chanting had appeared.
Lin Xuan had not used True Spirit Strike many times to begin with, and a scene like this had appeared only occasionally. Last time, Lin Xuan had felt very curious. Could this secret art have some connection with the Buddhist Sect?
The thought flashed through his mind, but Lin Xuan had no time to ponder it slowly. First, he had to think of a way to deal with the enemy before him. Everything else was