That Underworld ghost, though a Tribulation Transcendence-level powerhouse, could not possibly remain completely unharmed beneath such might.
As the saying went, one careless move and the whole game was lost.
Lin Xuan's strategy to lure the enemy this time had, through a fortunate twist of chance, been perfected to the extreme. Was it possible he could annihilate this powerful foe in one stroke?
To tell the truth, Lin Xuan did not know either.
In any case, deep down, he more or less still held a trace of expectation.
Of course, with Lin Xuan's character, he would not grow careless. He would never do something as stupid as underestimating his enemy, and his face still maintained a guarded look.
The smoke and dust had yet to disperse, but Lin Xuan was in no mood to stand here waiting foolishly. Silver light flared in his eyes, and he brought the Heavenly Phoenix Divine Eye into play at just the right moment.
Everything ahead gradually became clear, all scenery laid bare beneath Lin Xuan's spiritual-eye secret art.
Yet Lin Xuan's brows lifted.
Through the smoke, dust, and spiritual light, he had actually discovered nothing at all.
In other words, the opponent had vanished without a trace.
Could it be that under the secret art just now, the other party had already perished and turned into nothing?
All sorts of thoughts turned through his mind, but Lin Xuan felt this possibility was far too illusory.
The other party was a Tribulation Transcendence-level powerhouse. Even if, through carelessness, Lin Xuan had seized the initiative and caught him off guard, his falling here was still outrageous no matter how one looked at it, let alone turning into nothingness without even his Nascent Soul escaping.
Lin Xuan had not become arrogant to that degree.
A Tribulation Transcendence