On the surface, this place was ordinary in the extreme, with nothing at all to draw the eye.
But appearances could not deceive Lin Xuan. He closed his eyes and released his divine sense, and very soon he had a discovery. Deep within the belly of the mountain, there were traces of magical power fluctuations. If he had not guessed wrong, it was undoubtedly a restriction.
Lin Xuan did not raise his hand and sacrifice Sword Qi. Unless there was no other choice, there was no need to resort to brute force.
A pensive look on his face, Lin Xuan turned his head and began sizing up the nearby area.
Yet after the time it took to drink a cup of tea had passed, he found nothing amiss. As for the black-haired old man, he stood there with his hands at his sides, his expression respectful to the extreme. Now that he was afraid of making a mistake, he naturally did not dare open his mouth recklessly and say too much.
Originally, there had been no need to be so cautious, but through the Soul Searching Technique, Lin Xuan knew clearly in his heart that once the restriction was forcefully broken, it would destroy the treasures inside.
If breaking it was like this, then what consequences would there be if it were merely alarmed? Lin Xuan did not know, so of course he did not dare make reckless attempts.
He had no wish to suffer the loss of the treasures for nothing.
After hesitating briefly, Lin Xuan brushed a hand across his waist, and at the same time spoke in a low voice, "Xuan'er, now that the Heavenly Tribulation has passed, there's no need for you to stay in the Heavenly Mystery Mansion."
"Yes, Master Ancestor."
A respectful voice entered