This scroll was about a foot long, its surface flickering with Emerald Radiance as a mysterious aura abruptly emerged.
Lin Xuan's hand trembled, and he unfurled the scroll.
At once, boundless Sword Intent shone out from within.
The Demon Flood Dragon King's expression turned very ugly. His experience and knowledge were extraordinary, so naturally, he recognized at a glance the Innate Object that had entered his sight.
This hateful Little Fellow was far more troublesome than he had imagined.
He had been too careless!
The Demon Flood Dragon King felt bitterness at the corners of his mouth, yet unfortunately, he was bound by the vortex formed from the Law of Power.
With his strength, breaking free would not be difficult.
But when experts exchanged moves, they fought over the breadth of a hair. This brief delay was already enough to plunge his situation into ten thousand calamities beyond redemption.
Those words sounded absurd, but in truth, there was not much exaggeration in them.
"Go!"
Lin Xuan pointed forward with one finger.
Following his movement, the Immortal Sword Map above his head breathed out spiritual radiance.
Nine mountain peaks of varying sizes appeared before the eye.
These mountains were lush and emerald-green, brimming with vigorous life, their scenery incomparably beautiful.
The Three-Legged Golden Crow had vanished without a trace, replaced by endless Sword Intent, as if it meant to encompass the entire heaven and earth within it.
The next instant, divine light blazed forth, emerging from the surfaces of those nine mountain peaks. Waves of law power surged and gushed out, the void collapsed and fell, and the Xiantian Spirit Treasure was indeed extraordinary.
Yet this still was not the most terrifying part.
Mysterious heavenly sounds appeared, like great bells and mighty chimes. Wherever they passed, even the heaven-and-earth vital energy