Lin Xuan did not know. He had no idea that behind the Treasure Map, there were so many unknown twists and turns.
Treasure, treasure—in the end, it was nothing more than a trap to lure people into the jar!
If he had known the twists and turns within, Lin Xuan absolutely would not have gone wading into those muddy waters, but there were no ifs in anything.
Even someone as powerful as Lin Xuan could by no means foretell the future.
Though the cultivation world had arts of divination, that path had always been extremely illusory, sometimes working and sometimes not, and it was hard to explain the mysteries within.
Moreover, although Lin Xuan had dabbled broadly, he had never cultivated this art at all.
Human strength had its limits. Though Lin Xuan had the Blue Star Sea as assistance, he could not possibly split his attention and pour too much time into side pursuits.
How could Lin Xuan not understand the principle that greedily biting off too much meant one could not chew it all?
Thus, regarding the dangers ahead, this time, Lin Xuan did not know even the slightest bit.
Concealing his name and identity, after more than ten days of travel, Lin Xuan finally arrived at his destination.
Hundred Thousand Mountains—this was not the first time Lin Xuan had heard this place name. Never mind the Spirit World; even back in the Human World, there had been perilous places called Hundred Thousand Mountains.
Names could repeat, just like many flood-dragon members of the Demon Race all styled themselves as the Ten Thousand Flood Dragon King.
But this Ten Thousand Flood Dragon King was not that Ten Thousand Flood Dragon King, and the same principle applied to Hundred Thousand Mountains.
The danger of the terrain before his