If he did not strike, then so be it; but once he did, it was a trump-card ultimate skill from the bottom of the chest.
Lin Xuan had naturally made this choice after some consideration.
The enemy was no ordinary foe. Never before had someone of the same rank brought him such enormous pressure. As the saying went, beneath a great reputation there were no empty names; the four words "Devil Ancestor Bingpo" alone were enough to scare an ordinary person to death.
Lin Xuan would not go that far, of course, but he did not dare show the slightest contempt either. At least against the woman before him, he truly had no confidence in victory, and so the moment he struck, he used methods like thunderbolts.
A flash of spiritual light appeared, and the Phantom Spirit Heaven Fire had already pounced before her.
Four-colored glaze, dazzling beyond compare.
Cold, lethal poison, devouring, corrosion...
The present Phantom Spirit Heaven Fire had already evolved four terrifying attributes.
Against an ordinary immortal cultivator, one divine ability would have been enough to destroy the foe. Yet facing the woman before him, Lin Xuan truly did not have much confidence. Still, the Phantom Spirit Heaven Fire had never disappointed him before. What would the final result be?
"You're courting death!"
Lin Xuan's actions sent Devil Ancestor Bingpo into a towering rage. A mere Dongxuan Realm cultivator, after learning her identity, actually still dared to attack. Wasn't he tired of living?
Though she also sensed that Lin Xuan was somewhat extraordinary, so what? A stronger ant was still only an ant. Though this Devil Ancestor had descended here as a Split Soul, killing him would merely take a bit more effort.
With a delicate shout, Bingpo lifted her jade hand. Milky-white devilish light flickered in