Lin Xuan was astonished, and then he laughed from sheer anger.
He had seen bold Cultivators before, but never anyone bold to this degree.
This Withered Stone Elder truly had a bit of character.
Since the other party dared to do this, there was no doubt he had something to rely on.
Lin Xuan did not believe for a moment that a dignified old monster at the Tribulation Transcendence Stage would truly go mad.
But so what if he had something to rely on? Lin Xuan had full confidence in his Life-Bound Dharma Treasure.
Even if the Nine Palaces Instantaneous Sword could not match an Innate Object, it would not fall short by much.
If the other party dared to withstand it head-on with his fleshly body, that was like an old birthday star hanging himself—thinking his life was too long. Forget a mere early-stage Tribulation Transcendence existence; even if it were a Loose Immortal or Demon King, Lin Xuan had absolute confidence that he could cut him down.
Lin Xuan's guess was not wrong. Since Withered Stone Elder dared to do this, of course he had his own considerations.
First, he truly had been forced into it.
The trap Lin Xuan had dug was exceedingly ingenious. It could not be said that the other party had no way to turn the situation around, but under these circumstances, the methods he could employ were already few enough to count on one hand.
Second, he had full confidence in the hardness of his own body.
This fellow was not human, nor was he of the Demon Race. Rather, he was a chunk of rock that had absorbed the essence of the sun and moon, and through a lucky turn of fate, had attained the Dao.
The hardness of his fleshly body