The change came so suddenly, without the slightest warning beforehand, that the Demon Race women could not help paling in shock. Clear cries rang out, spiritual light danced, and several of them had already summoned their Dharma Treasures.
They swept their gazes around, yet aside from a faint spiritual pressure hidden in the void, there was not the slightest abnormal sign anywhere in the entire building.
This bizarre scene left the women staring at one another, the expressions on their faces astonished to the extreme.
"What expert has come here? Since you have honored this place with your presence and broken my spell, why do you not dare show yourself? Playing ghost and god—can such conduct be called that of a hero?"
The Palace-Robed Girl took one step forward, her cold voice entering their ears. Not only was this woman's cultivation far from weak, but when faced with a sudden change, she was also the calmest of all the women.
"Sigh!"
A sigh entered their ears. At this point, Lin Xuan naturally could no longer turn a blind eye, and he spoke faintly. "This Brother Tinglou here is an old acquaintance of mine. I ask you fellow Daoists not to press him so bitterly."
Before his words had fallen, a flash of radiance appeared, and Lin Xuan emerged in midair with Yue'er at his side.
The two had originally been hiding not far away; it was only that his concealment art was truly extraordinary, and the other side had not noticed anything at all beforehand.
"Tribulation Transcendence Stage old monsters!"
Several Demon Race women cried out in alarm at the same time.
Their voices all carried fear.
Although the spiritual pressure just now had already made them guess as much, no matter what, they had still held a bit of