"What plans could there be? We'll take it one step at a time."
Though Lin Xuan said this aloud, there was not the slightest anxiety on his face. "Don't worry. From the Human World to Underworld Hell, we've fought our way through so many raging winds and great waves. Are we really going to fall here in the Hundred Thousand Mountains? Even an Outer-Domain Heavenly Demon is nothing so extraordinary."
"Mm."
As Lin Xuan spoke, confidence naturally showed on his face, while Yue'er nodded and obediently nestled behind him.
Then azure light surged all over Lin Xuan, wrapping the young girl up, and he shot off into the distance.
And the direction he took was not chosen at random.
By neither coincidence nor accident, it was the same route Tian Xiaojian had just fled along.
As the saying went, share blessings together and bear hardships together.
A thousand years had passed, and for Tian Xiaojian and himself to reunite in the Hundred Thousand Mountains was truly fate to the extreme. By feeling and by reason, how could Lin Xuan let him escape smoothly alone? Without caring about rights or wrongs, he would first use a scheme to draw the floodwater eastward.
Do not call Lin Xuan despicable. The Immortal cultivation world was originally a place of deception and trickery, and besides, Tian Xiaojian was no good thing either. Lin Xuan naturally did not mind stabbing him from behind.
Leaving aside for now how Lin Xuan's situation was, the circumstances on Tian Xiaojian's side had already greatly improved.
Indeed, Ancestor Wandu's strength was no small matter.
But what had possessed him was nothing more than an Inter-realm Demonic Thought.
The owner of this demonic thought might possess impressive Supernatural Power, but after being weakened by the force of the interface,