A sound that set the teeth on edge entered his ears. Countless shards of ice were smashed apart, and that spatial node was savagely torn open until, at last, a passage large enough for one person to enter appeared.
Lin Xuan was overjoyed. Azure light flared around him, and without the slightest hesitation, he flew inside.
Of course, Lin Xuan was not wholly unprepared. Not only had he summoned the Mystic Cyan Mother-Child Shield to protect his entire body, but he also had a handful of talismans clasped in his palm. With his vast experience in battle, who knew what the situation outside would be like, or whether someone might be waiting by the stump for the rabbit? This necessary caution was naturally indispensable.
After all, so much time had passed. Linhai City had most likely already fallen into the hands of the Yinhun ghost creatures. Lin Xuan liked to make plans before acting, and as for this plan, of course he had to begin by plotting for the worst possible situation.
By now, his magical power had completely recovered.
Even if he truly met the ghosts on a narrow road, if it came to a fight, though he would not be able to beat them and would inevitably fall into a bitter battle, he should still have some confidence in escaping.
This was an unfamiliar sea region under the control of human forces.
As far as the eye could see, the surface of the sea shimmered with rippling light. Several islands were scattered across the water like stars on a chessboard, adorning the sea. Because they were densely covered in vegetation, from a distance they looked like beautiful emeralds.
At this moment, quite a few cultivators had gathered on the largest of those islands, numbering several thousand in