Lin Xuan had even been to the Demon World; a mere little space formed by a Spatial Rift naturally was not something he would take seriously. At once, he wasted no words, simply took a step forward, and arrived at that exceptionally small Teleportation Array.
The youth surnamed Long followed closely behind him.
Zen Master Jingkong shook his head. Though he admired Lin Xuan's bearing, he still did not believe Lin Xuan had the slightest chance of winning. But since matters had already come to this, he naturally would not waste effort trying to dissuade him.
"Amitabha!"
The great monk softly chanted the Buddha's name and stepped onto the Teleportation Array together with Elder Lu Yun.
Then he gently shifted his prayer beads. Without any extra movement visible, a spell seal flew in and vanished into it.
Woo...
An ancient, simple sound entered their ears. At the same time, the Teleportation Array flashed, and a ball of milky-white light lit up, enveloping their figures. The next moment, they vanished without a trace.
The scenery before their eyes blurred. When it became clear again, everything before them was already completely different from a moment ago. They had arrived in an unfamiliar little space.
Lin Xuan released his divine sense. The space before him was indeed not large, only several hundred mu in radius, but as a place for competitive combat, its area was more than enough.
Moreover, as soon as Lin Xuan entered, he sensed several unfamiliar powers flowing through the air.
Lin Xuan had also dabbled somewhat in the art of arrays. Though he could not be called particularly proficient, his experience in this respect far surpassed that of ordinary cultivators.
Concentrating briefly to distinguish them, he immediately saw a few clues. "Master, has this Spatial Rift been reinforced with