"So this is a True Spirit? Even in the Spirit World, it's a peak existence."
Lin Xuan trembled all over, and his heart was shaken beyond measure. To be honest, he had been an existence standing high above others for a very long time. Never mind the Human World—even in the East Sea, with his current strength, he could more or less sweep through unhindered.
Lin Xuan's mind was incomparably tenacious, but as long as someone was human, they would have flaws.
Used to giving orders from on high, he had inevitably developed a bit of arrogance. Otherwise, when he saw Flame Wolf Venerable today, he would not have underestimated his enemy.
If he had not first held three parts contempt in his heart, then with Lin Xuan's strength, even if he had never faced a Demon-Transformed before, he actually should not have suffered a loss.
In other words, the root lay in himself. Because he had grown used to smooth sailing, a few degrees of self-important pride had taken root in him. Perhaps Lin Xuan himself did not even notice it, but it was indeed influencing him little by little, silently and imperceptibly.
Was it not so?
Even Devil Ancestor Bingpo's Split Soul had been dealt with by him. Lin Xuan did not say it aloud, but if he was not proud in his heart, that would be strange.
But this sort of thinking was truly something he could not afford.
However, Lin Xuan was human, not a god. As long as one was human, one would have flaws, and those flaws were very hard to change in an environment where everything went smoothly.
But at this moment, Lin Xuan was deeply shaken.
Beneath that terrifying pressure, Lin Xuan had a feeling, as if a thousand years ago, when