The aftershock of the fist wind was still no small thing. It swept everything within several dozen feet into its wake, and at the same time, hissing sounds of air being torn apart reached his ears. The Iron Feather Locust Blade was not to be outdone either; once the obstruction vanished, it easily riddled the two brothers like a honeycomb.
Yet there was no joy on Lin Xuan's face. Instead, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a strange look appeared there. The two devils, who should have fallen, had actually disappeared after a flash of spiritual light.
All that remained in midair was a battered talisman, riddled with holes and completely spent.
Substitute Tribulation Talisman!
Lin Xuan recognized the treasure at a glance.
He sighed. The Fat and Thin Twin Devils were indeed figures with deep origins in the Heavenly Corpse Sect. Ordinary Dongxuan Realm cultivators would never have such a treasure on them.
The Substitute Tribulation Talisman could not render one immune to every attack, but in the vast majority of moments, it could still save a little life.
Using it on those two devils was truly a waste.
If he had known they possessed such a treasure, he should have used even more thunderous methods to exterminate them. That way, they would not have had time to use the Substitute Tribulation Talisman, and the thing would have belonged to him.
Lin Xuan sighed inwardly, but silver radiance flared in his eyes. Those two fellows had not shown themselves after using the Substitute Tribulation Talisman. Could it be that they still wanted to launch a sneak attack against him?
They truly did not know life from death, playing the Concealment Technique in front of him.
A trace of mockery appeared at the corner of Lin Xuan's mouth. Unless they were