Only someone with strength far beyond Cultivators of the same rank as him could have managed it. Any other Tribulation Transcendence Stage cultivator would likely have fallen long ago.
But Lin Xuan was not having an easy time of it either.
Those five True Spirits were truly extraordinary. Though they were much weaker than when alive, their various Supernatural Powers still left him exhausted from dealing with them.
And that was not even the worst of it.
One had to know that the True Spirits sleeping here were far more than just five. The other crystals were also cracking open one after another.
Lin Xuan's face darkened to the extreme.
As the saying went, even a hero could not withstand a crowd. If this dragged on, he would surely die here. Fleeing at the first sign of trouble was the correct choice.
But how could it be that easy? Yue'er's fate was still unknown, and how could Lin Xuan possibly ignore her safety and flee elsewhere?
Such a thing—Lin Xuan would rather be consigned to eternal damnation than ever make that choice.
If he could not leave, then he could only grit his teeth and hold on.
Those words were not wrong.
But holding on was easier said than done.
The enemy was many, he was few!
Right now, Lin Xuan was utterly worn out just trying to cope.
To say danger sprang up around him at every step would not be wrong.
Boom!
Lin Xuan swung out a fist, blocking the assault of the strange bird lunging at him. Before he could even catch his breath, warning bells suddenly rang behind him, and a monster shaped like a seahorse appeared within his field of vision.
It stood more than several zhang tall, its whole body radiating dense deathly qi.