As the thought turned over in his mind, his face went deathly pale.
If they were ordinary early-stage Tribulation Transcendence Cultivators, most had only heard the name of an Innate Object and had never truly seen one.
In that case, at most it would count as hearsay, and they would find it hard to have any direct sense of its power.
But Withered Stone Elder was different.
He was a spirit stone that had attained the Dao. His cultivation art was unique, and his lifespan was far longer than that of Cultivators of the same rank.
As the saying went, when a man grew old, he became a spirit; having lived for several million years, his experience was naturally broad, and by a twist of fate, he had once seen a true Innate Object.
Although it had only been a startling glimpse, the impression it left had been extremely deep.
The power of a Xiantian Spirit Treasure was simply world-shaking and shocking, absolutely not something ordinary Dharma Treasures could hope to reach.
Even to Tribulation Transcendence-level Cultivators, the threat was still astonishing. One careless moment, and they might fall.
Now, seeing Lin Xuan take out the Immortal Sword Map, his heart could not help but start pounding.
In that instant, he even had the impulse to flee at the first sign of danger.
But he did not do so.
First, the environment here was special. This was the Blood Moon Demon Toad's True Spirit Space; there was simply nowhere to flee and nowhere to hide.
Second, doubts still lingered in his heart. Although Lin Kid was no small matter, when all was said and done, he was only an early-stage Tribulation Transcendence existence.
Innate Objects, looking across the Spirit World, could be counted on one's fingers. Even among old monsters