Of course, times had changed. With Lin Xuan's current strength, he was not afraid.
Let alone the fact that the True Spirit before him had already fallen—even if it had been hale and whole, with spirit and vitality at their peak, Lin Xuan would not have feared it.
The Golden Moon True Toad had originally ranked near the bottom among True Spirits.
But the situation before him was not one where winning the fight meant everything would be fine.
Do not forget—this was the True Spirit Burial Ground.
If he startled the other old monsters slumbering here, he would truly be unable to swallow the consequences and would have to carry them away.
Lin Xuan understood this clearly in his heart.
And from the looks of things now, that situation was very likely to occur.
When mountain rain was about to come, the wind filled the tower. I knew it—how could this treasure possibly be so easy to obtain?
Lin Xuan sighed inwardly, but the movements of his hands were extremely swift.
He raised his right hand and pointed forward as fast as lightning.
In an instant, silver light abruptly rose. Sharp Sword Qi, carrying strands of the power of laws, slashed toward the opponent like a sudden downpour driven by a gale.
Lin Xuan had not summoned a treasure, but it was not because he was careless or underestimating his enemy.
It was because attacking with released Sword Qi was somewhat faster.
And it was easier to control freely, sending it out and withdrawing it as he wished.
At this moment, he not only had to kill a powerful enemy, but also had to control the scale of the battle.
Although Lin Xuan also knew that matters had reached this point, and the odds of not alarming the other