"Talk? What is there to talk about? To find a suitable body, this old man has waited for over ten thousand years. I never expected you not to be some Nascent Soul Realm junior, but a cultivator of the Dongxuan Realm. But that is nothing. If you know what is good for you, obediently hand over your body, and you can suffer a little less. Otherwise, this old man will swallow your Nascent Soul in one bite."
The shrill voice entered his ears. Ghost Face's expression was twisted to the extreme, and then it pounced viciously toward Lin Xuan.
Lin Xuan sighed. So this was the result after all. The cultivation world was a place where the strong were honored. Without sufficient strength, others would not even give you the right to bargain.
However, Lin Xuan did not feel the slightest fear.
No matter how extraordinary the other party had been in the past, times had changed. Now, he was nothing more than a Primordial Spirit that had been trapped for many years. Could he really overturn the heavens?
Wanting to seize his body was merely asking for suffering.
Thinking of this, Lin Xuan no longer hid his strength. In any case, the surroundings of the courtyard had already been covered by restrictions he had laid down. Even if the inside were beaten until heaven and earth flipped over, the people outside would not know.
Taking a deep breath, the spiritual pressure on Lin Xuan surged up in abundance. With a flash of azure light, his entire body instantly became brimming with spiritual energy, and an astonishing, majestic aura swarmed out along with it.
"Eh? You... you aren't from the Devil Race. You're actually a cultivator?"
Ghost Face was greatly alarmed, and its pouncing momentum could not help but stop.