"Oh?"
The Grand Commander's Split Soul was a little surprised. But after more than a thousand years of contact, he also knew this adopted son of his had hills and valleys in his chest; in terms of depth and calculation, he was no inferior to those old monsters who had lived for millions of years. And so he argued no further, merely waiting quietly for him to speak.
"Foster father, although I've told you about Lin Xuan, you've never truly interacted with him, so you don't understand him."
"You mean..."
"Since I stepped into the world of immortal cultivation, I've weathered countless storms, and the people I admire can be counted on one hand. This 'Brother Lin' absolutely ranks first among them. I don't know what he has experienced, but I believe he would never fall so easily. That black-robed Ancient Demon is indeed absurdly powerful, but who knows what life-saving trump cards Lin Xuan still has hidden away? So if the two of them clash, it's still far too early to decide who will win." A strange light flashed through Tian Xiaojian's eyes, his tone brimming with confidence in Lin Xuan. The person who understood you best was always your opponent. Strictly speaking, Lin Xuan and Tian Xiaojian had no real grudge, yet the secret contest between them had never once stopped.
For the most part, they had been evenly matched. Lin Xuan could gain a slight upper hand, and while Tian Xiaojian was unwilling to accept defeat, he also admired Lin Xuan tremendously.
That's right, that black-robed Ancient Demon was very strong, but killing Lin Xuan would absolutely not be so easy.
When this battle produced a victor, nine times out of ten, both sides would most likely be wounded. In that case, he could clean up the