First, the change had come too suddenly. In the other party's shock, his reaction might be a step slower.
Second, he knew his own strength. Leaving aside his other divine abilities for the moment, he still had some confidence in his escape speed.
Though he did not dare say he had absolute certainty, rather than be driven around by the other party, he might as well gamble with his entire life and fortune.
If he won, from then on the sky would be high and the seas vast, and he could roam free and happy as he pleased. No matter what, it would be far better than continuing to stay in the Spirit Ghost Sect. If he lost, it would only be death. Everyone had their own choice. In short, no matter what, he was unwilling to hand over his soul.
When Lin Xuan saw this, a sharp glint flashed deep in his eyes. He sighed softly, and without making any extra movement, merely swept his sleeve.
Silently, a five-colored spiritual light suddenly rose.
Phantom Spirit Heaven Fire!
It turned into a line of flame and caught up at an extremely fast speed.
From the bottom of his heart, Lin Xuan understood the other party's choice, but this display of might had to be made. Otherwise, all the cultivators would inevitably follow his example, and the entire Spirit Ghost Sect would scatter like monkeys when the tree fell.
This was absolutely not something Lin Xuan wished to see.
The immortal path was harsh and difficult. Though Lin Xuan was not a cruel, bloodthirsty man, he also understood that when it was time to be ruthless, one had to be ruthless.
If one was indecisive and soft, there was no need to even think about establishing oneself in the cultivation world.