"Which senior has made a move? Could it be that I have offended you in some way? Might you be willing to show yourself?"
Searching with divine sense was useless. The Two-Headed Four-Armed Ancient Demon's neither servile nor overbearing voice reached their ears, and a trace of surprise appeared on Lin Xuan's face as well.
The other party's reaction was far calmer than he had imagined. It was clear this was a fellow with great confidence, and great pride too.
Unfortunately, he had made the wrong calculation.
Pride or confidence, either one needed strength as its support.
Though by the standards of a mid-Lihe existence, he was without question a powerful expert, and even if he faced a late-Lihe cultivator, he would be confident of putting up a fight, so what?
In Lin Xuan's eyes, he was still nothing more than an ant.
Since the other party had issued a challenge, then Lin Xuan would show himself.
Azure light flashed. At some unknown point, Lin Xuan had already arrived a little over ten zhang to their left, a faint smile on his face, as if that fierce battle just now had been nothing but child's play in his eyes.
Not only the Two-Headed Four-Armed Ancient Demon, but Perfected Master Tongyu also turned his head. The moment his gaze met Lin Xuan's, he was stunned. Just as Lin Xuan had never imagined that one day he would reunite with his master in the Demon World, how could Perfected Master Tongyu not feel the same? That feeling was like a dream.
Memories of the past opened bit by bit, yet when he suddenly looked back, a thousand years had already passed.
Immortal cultivation knew no years. At this moment, master and disciple both felt this deeply.
On the other side, the Two-Headed