The attack came without warning, with not the slightest sign beforehand. Had it been any other immortal cultivator, nine times out of ten they would have been hit. Yet Lin Xuan's combat experience was extraordinarily rich, and the keenness of his senses was far beyond that of ordinary cultivators. Though the change came in a rush, at the critical instant, with a thousand jun hanging by a single hair, he still shifted his body aside.
Boom!
The gray-white pillar of light missed and struck the ground to one side. A terrifying explosion rang in his ears, and a great hole immediately appeared before his eyes, fully a zhang across and so deep the bottom could not be seen.
Lin Xuan's face turned incomparably pale.
Without the slightest thought, his figure blurred, and he left his original spot, appearing more than ten zhang away. Only then did Lin Xuan raise his head, his face filled with shock and anger.
A hair's breadth of difference could lead one a thousand li astray. Only he, the one involved, knew just how dangerous that moment had been.
So close!
The corpse Qi contained within that pillar of light was enough to make one's eyes narrow. Even if he himself had been struck, he would absolutely not have come out well.
Old Devil Gu... was actually still alive?
As the thought flashed through his mind, Lin Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly and released his divine sense.
Woo...
The sound of a gale blowing entered his ears, and the dark clouds overhead gradually scattered.
Two figures appeared before his eyes.
Sure enough, there was no mistake. Standing in front was Old Devil Gu.
Only at this moment, this Spirit Division stage immortal cultivator no longer had the slightest trace of arrogance on his face. Instead, he