As he pondered, the Beast Tide drew much closer. The distance between them was now only a little over a hundred li.
Lin Xuan was not afraid, but there was no need to clash head-on with them either.
A hint of mockery appeared at the corner of his mouth. Without any extra movement, green light flared all over him, and like wind chasing lightning, he flickered a few times and vanished into the far horizon.
Unlike the others, who were wholly focused on fleeing for their lives, Lin Xuan still had the leisure to turn his head and glance at the Beast Tide pursuing him.
As expected, the other side had indeed split into several groups, chasing off in different directions.
Lin Xuan frowned, yet the expression on his face remained extremely calm. Such a situation had been within his expectations from the start.
And although Lin Xuan had concealed his aura, the strength of his divine sense was still unaffected. At this moment, no longer hiding his abilities, he released it with full force and immediately discovered something slightly amiss.
Sure enough... his doubts just now had not been wild guesses. Behind this Beast Tide, several powerful auras were fluctuating.
These demonic beasts were being controlled by several high-level Demon Cultivators.
If Lin Xuan pushed his escape speed to its limit, throwing off his pursuers would not be difficult. However, he did not do so. Instead, he flew neither fast nor slow.
Half an hour later, Lin Xuan had lured his pursuers to a relatively secluded location. Then his escape light slowed, and he stopped.
Just like that, he hung in midair as bold as brass.
Demonic beasts of such a scale, on top of being controlled by high-level Demon Cultivators, would pose a great danger to a Dongxuan-level