Even ants clung to life, let alone a cultivator at the Tribulation Transcendence level.
Lin Xuan understood his state of mind, but he would never do something like bargaining with a tiger for its skin.
This Withered Stone Elder was far too cunning. Now that the situation was unfavorable, he was showing weakness to him, but if he seized an opportunity later, who knew whether he would turn around and bite him?
That point was truly hard to say.
And Lin Xuan would never gamble with his own little life.
Since that was the case, Lin Xuan naturally would show no mercy. Cutting through tangled hemp with a swift blade—destroying the other party was the safest method.
With that thought, Lin Xuan not only did not stop, his offensive instead grew even fiercer.
Withered Stone Elder's situation became increasingly perilous. Shocked and enraged, he shouted, "Lin Kid, killing a man is no more than making his head touch the ground. Don't push people too far."
"Push people too far?"
Instead of growing angry, Lin Xuan laughed, his tone full of mockery. "We agreed to join hands to search for treasure, yet you people harbored evil intentions and worked together to lay a trap, wanting to put Lin Xuan to death. Now you say such words—don't you find them laughable?"
Withered Stone Elder was left speechless, but very soon, his expression turned into one of resolute cold laughter. "Good, good. Since Fellow Daoist insists on both fish dying and the net breaking, then this old ancestor will accompany you."
"Both fish dying and the net breaking? Does Fellow Daoist think you can do that?"
Lin Xuan had gone through countless great winds and waves; naturally, he would not take a mere threat like this seriously.
He took a deep breath, and