Lin Xuan's expression grew darker and darker. He had no chance of winning!
Yet his aura had already been locked onto by the other party. Running would be an even more foolish choice.
That would only make him die faster!
Lin Xuan took a deep breath. Perhaps he really would fall here.
Ever since he had stepped onto the path of immortal cultivation, he had weathered countless storms of blood and slaughter, and his battles of defeating the strong while weak were beyond recounting. Yet this time, a miracle probably could not happen.
At that thought, a trace of sorrow appeared on Lin Xuan's face.
Yue'er's whereabouts were unknown.
Qin Xin and Peacock had also vanished without a trace. Was he really going to die here in such a muddled, unjust way?
No!
Lin Xuan shook his head, and the sorrow and timidity on his face vanished.
What replaced them was a thirst to live.
So what if the enemy was powerful?
Only by giving up hope was one doomed to fall.
Even if the other party was a monster of the Tribulation Transcendence stage, if he fought with everything he had, perhaps he might still win a thread of life.
In that brief instant, all kinds of thoughts flashed ceaselessly through Lin Xuan's mind, but his bearing became utterly different.
From head to toe, Lin Xuan exuded a vast, surging will to fight.
"You stay here."
Lin Xuan turned his head and said this calmly to the Snow Fox sisters. Then azure light flared around his body, and he sped toward the sky ten thousand zhang above.
Putting aside the question of victory or defeat in this battle, if he clashed with Taowu here, the entire territory of the Snow Fox Clan would probably be razed to flat ground.