Smack!
Beneath the silent night sky, a crisp sound rang out—it was Lin Xuan clapping his hands together with a forceful slap.
"Haha, I've got it! Such a simple problem—why did it take me so long for the thatched hut to suddenly open?"
Lin Xuan's delighted voice reached the ear, the excitement in his tone something one could truly feel. Then, without another word, he immediately transformed into a Startling Rainbow and flew toward the bamboo forest and snowy mountain.
This time, he traveled at full speed; his escape speed was more than twice as fast as before, as if he were in a rush to go do something.
Soon, the cultivation cave was clearly in sight. Lin Xuan did not alert the Ye Family's patrolling cultivators on guard and returned directly to the valley where he had opened his cultivation cave.
Everything was as it had been, and the restrictions were perfectly intact. Clearly, during the time he had been away, no one had come here.
A satisfied look appeared on Lin Xuan's face. Without even bothering to rest, he went straight into the Cultivation Room.
On the way back just now, he had also gone through much thought, and at last he had figured out one crucial point.
He had all along been trying to find a method to drive the Silver-Winged Corpse King from the Heavenly Corpse Great Art left behind by Old Devil Gu, but in truth, this line of thought itself had been wrong.
First, he had never cultivated the Heavenly Corpse Great Art.
Second, he was not a Divinity Separation-stage cultivator either.
Third, Old Devil Gu had spent tens of thousands of years before successfully nurturing the Silver-Winged Corpse King, while Lin Xuan himself had not put in the slightest effort. With just these