Unfortunately, that was only true under ordinary circumstances. Lin Xuan, however, had always been a meticulous cultivator. Though the change had come in haste, he showed not the slightest trace of panic.
Seeing the Black Qi pounce toward him, he raised both hands.
Clearly, he was not the least bit surprised by this turn of events.
Ghost Face's pupils shrank, and he could not help paling in shock. He had never expected Lin Xuan to be so clever and adaptable, as if he had long since prepared for this move of seizing his body.
Yet it was already too late for regret.
When experts exchanged blows, the difference lay in the breadth of a hair; to look ahead and back was even more the road to death. Now that the arrow was on the string, he could no longer retreat or hesitate. Even if Ten Thousand Foot Cliff lay before him, he could only grit his teeth and jump.
Besides, so what if the other party was prepared?
As an Outer-Domain Heavenly Demon, he was not so easy to deal with.
To speak lightly of victory or defeat now was clearly still far too early.
As all sorts of thoughts flashed through his mind, Ghost Face's expression grew increasingly savage. He opened his bloody maw, and countless streams of demonic qi swarmed out. Then they actually transformed into ferocious Skull Artifacts one after another, scrambling over one another as they lunged and bit toward Lin Xuan.
Leaving aside the strength of these Skull Artifacts for the moment, their ability to restrain Lin Xuan was plain to see.
With them interfering from the side, Ghost Face's chances of successfully seizing his body would become much higher.
This fellow's methods were not ordinary, yet Lin Xuan's expression remained calm to the extreme.