Meeting it head-on was not a wise choice. A faint sneer appeared at the corner of Lin Xuan's mouth, and with a flash of his figure, ripples suddenly rose in the space where he stood. Lin Xuan had already vanished in an uncanny way.
Teleportation!
No—something even more miraculous.
Because with that single shift, Lin Xuan had actually crossed a distance of several thousand zhang.
The Nine Heavens Micro-Steps were unfathomably wondrous, and they immediately left Lie Kong True Person somewhat startled and uncertain.
But though he was startled, he did not lose his composure. A layer of red light shot from his eyes, and then, with a wave of his hand, those Iron Feather Locust Blades suddenly flared with black radiance before vanishing into thin air as well.
Wanting to pull open the distance? How could it be that easy?
This Little Fellow still had no idea just how miraculous his Dharma Treasure was.
"This thing can actually Teleport?"
Sure enough, surprise appeared in Lin Xuan's eyes, but that was all. With means like these alone, it was still far from enough to trouble him.
Lin Xuan raised his right hand, and without any extra movement, several shields appeared before him. Their shapes were ancient and plain, their surfaces mottled with patterns, and they were about the size of an ordinary person's palm.
With a flash in the wind, this treasure arranged itself in the shape of a fan.
Each shield burst forth with spiritual light, linking into a sheet of cyan light. A taiji pattern flowed across it, appearing mysterious to the extreme.
This process sounded complicated, but in truth, it had protected Lin Xuan's entire body in the blink of an eye.
Then, a sound like horse hooves treading over snow entered his ears. The Iron Feather