The attack just now had seemed to last only two exchanges, but who knew how many preparations and assumptions Lin Xuan had made before striking? If he had not read the enemy's moves in advance and calculated every possible reaction the other party might have, then even with a surprise attack, killing an immortal cultivator at the Dongxuan level would have been almost impossible.
Behind Lin Xuan's seemingly glorious display was, in truth, the result of exhausting both mind and strength.
Otherwise, if he had only wounded the enemy and failed to destroy him, then what followed would certainly have been a bitter battle without question.
Although Lin Xuan believed that with his strength, winning in the end would not be a problem, a struggle between two Dongxuan-level beings—what an extraordinary commotion that would cause. The place where he stood now was merely several hundred zhang underground; as the battle continued, this place would surely be exposed.
That was absolutely not something Lin Xuan wanted to see.
The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind. This time, he had been unexpectedly drawn into a crisis, yet the result had allowed him to reap a great advantage. He did not want the benefits divided away by others.
Fortunately, after all his calculations, he had finally obtained a satisfying conclusion.
After wiping out the Thin Old Man, no look of relief appeared on Lin Xuan's face. Instead, he closed his eyes and released his extremely powerful divine sense, sweeping it back and forth nearby, not letting off a single corner.
He discovered nothing at all, yet Lin Xuan still refused to let the matter rest. Instead, he raised his head, silver light flaring in his eyes as he deployed the Heavenly Phoenix Divine Eye as well.
And of course, he