Wuu...
A gale swept past.
Lin Xuan suddenly raised his hand.
No matter what Taowu was preparing, striking first to seize the advantage was never wrong.
Although he had used ancient secret arts twice in succession, with the purified Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Milk, his magical power was still at its peak.
Taowu was different. This place was not the Demon World; there was no endless stream of demonic qi to replenish the demonic power he had expended, and his strength had already been greatly reduced.
And he had taken the full brunt of that Nine Stars in a Row just now.
Though its hide was tough and its flesh thick, and its own defensive power was no small matter, Meteor Fire Rain was no ordinary spell. Taowu's wounds were absolutely not light.
In other words, though this magical battle had gone through one twist after another, so far Lin Xuan still held the upper hand.
Yet at this moment, Taowu had clearly been driven mad with rage and intended to use a spell that was originally forbidden in the Spirit World.
Even if he had to pay some price for it, that would not change his original intent.
Lin Xuan did not know what Taowu was planning, nor did he know what kind of secret art he was preparing to use, but one thing was certain: a secret technique that even a Tribulation Transcendence Stage existence had to pay a certain price to perform was absolutely not something the current him could withstand.
This old monster was preparing to fight with his life on the line!
He could not let him succeed!
Lin Xuan had no intention of falling here.
He had to stop Taowu from using that terrifying spell, or the consequences would be impossible to predict.
And to stop