So many spatial nodes gathered in one place—even with Lin Xuan's breadth of experience, he had never seen such a thing before. Calling it a rare and wondrous sight would not be an exaggeration.
And how could Lin Xuan not know what this meant?
It proved that the spatial power in this region had weakened greatly compared to normal. If he wanted to shatter the void and leave Lingbo Valley, this was, without question, the best opportunity.
As the thought turned through his mind, Lin Xuan hesitated no longer. As the saying went, the longer the night, the more dreams there would be. Since he had decided to leave, why linger here?
Lin Xuan was a cultivator with a firm and resolute nature. Whether in character or in action, he was extremely straightforward and decisive.
He raised his right hand. He did not seem to bring out any treasure, yet in his palm, a hazy ball of white light flickered and pulsed.
The light was not dazzling. It gave off a pure, gentle feeling. Yet on closer inspection, one discovered that the so-called white light was actually formed from countless runes smaller than grains of rice, gathered and woven together.
Their number was astonishing to the extreme, and every single rune was profoundly mysterious. As the halo pulsed, one array after another shifted into being within the radiant glow.
They were even linked to one another. Even a fool would know that such layering would possess even greater power.
"Go!"
Lin Xuan spat out a rapid, obscure incantation. Raising his right hand, he pushed the halo in his palm forward.
In an instant, fierce radiance flared. The glow grew more than ten times brighter than before, and then hissing sounds of tearing through the air entered his ears.
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