Gritting his teeth, Lin Xuan forced down the discomfort in his meridians and barely raised his magic power. Azure light flared all over him as he flew forward.
At this moment, Nine Heavens Micro-Steps had actually lost its effect. Lin Xuan did not know whether ordinary escape light could get him away, but what choice did he have now? He could only grit his teeth and do it.
He only hoped that the glance from the True Spirit just now had been unintentional. Otherwise, if it wanted to make trouble for him, Lin Xuan truly did not know what he should do.
The difference in their levels was far too great. There was simply no room to resist.
With matters having reached this point, all he could do was pray.
Yet heaven did not grant what people wished. The more afraid one was of encountering something, the more that very thing just had to happen.
The True Spirit had not looked this way unconsciously. After looking, it had locked onto Lin Xuan and Yuanyuan.
That terrifying sensation swept over him like raging tides and furious waves. Lin Xuan's face turned pale.
What should he do?
Since stepping onto the path of immortal cultivation, he had encountered dangers beyond count, but never once had the disparity been this overwhelming. Lin Xuan truly did not know what he should do now that matters had come to this point.
There was not the slightest room to resist.
Then should he just surrender with his hands tied?
With Lin Xuan's character, how could that be possible?
That powerless feeling made Lin Xuan hate it to the extreme. It was all because he was too weak.
Otherwise, how could he have ended up in this kind of situation?
So what if he was at Dongxuan?