His brows were like stars, his eyes bright and clear, so handsome it was an utter mess.
Paired with a brocade robe and jade belt, he was plainly a fine young master in this turbid world.
Elegant and poised, the bearing radiating from his entire body was even more enough to make one's heart submit.
Of course, Lin Xuan was completely immune.
Because the other party was simply far too familiar to him.
It could be said that ever since he had set foot on the path of cultivating immortality, the two of them had been bound by twists of gratitude and resentment, walking this road together all the way.
It was just that Lin Xuan had not expected that, after more than a thousand years had passed in the blink of an eye, the two of them would meet again at such a moment.
Tian Xiaojian!
This time, he absolutely was not some avatar or anything of the sort, but the genuine article himself had come here.
Toward this brat, Lin Xuan naturally did not dare show the slightest negligence. If one said that among cultivators of the same rank Lin Xuan could look down on the crowd, then the only one who could make him wary was this fellow.
Lin Xuan asked himself: with the Blue Star Sea's assistance, and with his temperament and fortuitous encounters both first-rate, his cultivation speed might not dare be called unprecedented before and unrepeatable after, but looking across the Three Realms, it absolutely ranked among the foremost. Yet every time he met Tian Xiaojian, the other party could actually remain more or less on par with him, and his divine abilities were likewise profound, marvelous, and strange. Lin Xuan asked himself that if he faced him, defeat might not be likely, but