The Demon-Transformed were locked in battle with the Copper Armored Corpse, fighting in full swing. They had gradually gained the upper hand, but victory was still far away, and no one paid any attention to Lin Xuan's side at all.
"Heaven is truly helping me."
Lin Xuan murmured under his breath, then quietly released his divine sense.
Of course, he was extremely careful.
He searched the entirety of Tianfeng City, not letting off a single corner.
Lin Xuan was looking for treasure.
One had to know that this was the largest Demon-Transformed city in Tianshuang Prefecture. Its strength was no small matter.
Immortal Cities where cultivators gathered usually had treasure vaults.
A city of the Demon-Transformed was presumably the same.
Cultivators never rose early without profit; if there was an advantage to be had, of course they had to seize as much of it as possible.
Now that he saw the situation was favorable to him, Lin Xuan began pondering how he could obtain even greater benefits.
Do not call it despicable. The path of immortal cultivation was strewn with thorns at every step; it had always been a struggle against heaven, against earth, and against other people. There was no reason to enter Treasure Mountain and return empty-handed.
However, after the time it took to drink a cup of tea, Lin Xuan raised his head. He had searched for so long, yet had not found the slightest useful clue.
But Lin Xuan was not discouraged.
If one wanted to obtain treasure, naturally it could not be accomplished in one stroke.
Lin Xuan stroked his forehead with his hand, a somewhat contemplative look appearing on his face.
His divine sense had found no clues, and Tianfeng City was so large that of course he could not slowly search building by