The Escape Light drew in, revealing the faces of several cultivators.
The man in the lead wore black, his face dark and vicious. Clearly, Lin Xuan's actions just now had thoroughly enraged him.
"What nerve. You actually dare come to my Talisman Ghost Sect to run wild? Have you grown tired of living?"
"Talisman Ghost Sect? Never heard of it."
Lin Xuan's indifferent voice entered their ears. With his strength at this level, a sect with no reputation to speak of naturally was not something he would take seriously.
The other party was furious, but he still did not lose his composure. He released his divine sense; first, he had to get a clear idea of the other party's cultivation. Since this fellow dared come here to cause trouble, he must have a few tricks up his sleeve.
Yet in the next instant, his expression changed drastically.
Unfathomable. He could not see what the other party's realm was at all. One had to know that this black-robed cultivator himself was a Dongxuan-level expert, and held great authority in the Talisman Ghost Sect. Aside from that old man who stayed in seclusion and never emerged, even his senior brother the sect master had never been worth placing in his eyes.
Could it be that this mysterious cultivator was actually a Spirit Division Stage old monster?
At that thought, he could not help trembling all over. Fortunately, he had not acted impulsively just now. Otherwise, if they had fought, by now his soul would most likely have flown away and scattered.
"Senior... this junior pays respects to Senior."
Discovering that Lin Xuan was not to be provoked, the black-robed cultivator went from arrogant before to respectful after, and even his voice trembled a little.
There was nothing humiliating about this. In the