But before he could finish speaking, he broke off with a sudden, choking stop. It was not because Lin Xuan had acted to interrupt him, but because he himself had released his divine sense and swept it over Lin Xuan.
For cultivators, this was an utterly ordinary action.
When encountering an enemy, one naturally had to gauge the other party's depth. But this one look left the big man dumbstruck—one could even say his soul flew beyond the heavens.
A dry, rasping voice entered their ears. "You... you are a Dongxuan Realm cultivator?"
No wonder the big man was fierce in appearance but weak at heart. Though he usually threw his weight around and ranked first in strength among Fire Cloud Venerable's disciples, he was only at the late Lihe stage. Compared to Dongxuan, there was an enormous gap.
"That's right." Lin Xuan's smiling voice entered their ears, without the slightest hint of anger on the surface.
His expression made the big man let out a breath in relief. "Senior, have you come to visit a friend? My master..."
"Visit a friend? If Fire Cloud Venerable and I had any friendship, would I have broken the restrictions at his gate? I can see that you aren't stupid, so was your head kicked by a donkey on the inside?"
Lin Xuan's mocking voice entered their ears. Yet at this moment, how could the big man care about his ridicule? Before Lin Xuan had even finished speaking, his face had already changed drastically.
"Not good! This fellow is Master's enemy! Hurry and invite the two seniors..."
This time, he likewise failed to finish his words, because Lin Xuan had no desire to waste time here chattering with a few small fry. He merely flicked his sleeve, and dozens of streaks of sword