Lin Xuan's expression was resolute to the extreme, but surviving the crisis before him was not something confidence alone could accomplish.
In the Cultivation World, when facing hardships and dangers, confidence was certainly an important factor, but compared with it, strength came first.
Lin Xuan understood this well.
So he did not act rashly. Instead, he slowly regulated his breathing, preserving his strength as much as possible.
Boom!
A thunderclap rang in his ears.
The Tribulation Cloud overhead began to churn, and from that funnel-shaped vortex, one multicolored ball of light after another sprayed out.
Each ball of light was dazzling beyond compare, roughly over ten zhang in diameter. As for their colors, they were brilliant and eye-catching—red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple—flashing with a sharp sheen in the void.
Lin Xuan's heart began to drum, and an ill omen surfaced.
It was not that he was making a mountain out of a molehill.
Just one fireball earlier had already left him scrambling.
At this moment, the situation he faced was far more complicated. Needless to say, it would naturally be doubly troublesome.
Before that thought had even finished turning through his mind, those multicolored balls of light came smashing toward him.
Every single one possessed majestic power, and the attributes of the forces contained within them were completely different.
Faced with such an attack.
Lin Xuan did not hesitate. He summoned the Nine Palaces Instantaneous Sword.
Sword Rays fell like rain, using the supreme might of his Life-Bound Dharma Treasure to deal with the sharp attacks before him.
For a time, explosive sounds shook heaven and earth.
Those balls of light were truly no small matter either. Strange changes appeared from time to time. It was only because this was Lin Xuan's Life-Bound Dharma Treasure; if it