Like a clap of thunder splitting the sky, this old monster had actually pierced the mystery with a single sentence, so easily naming the origins of his cultivation art. Amid Lin Xuan's astonishment, his face could not help but turn incomparably gloomy.
What a learned cultivator. He had met countless top-tier almighty beings before, but this was an experience he had never had.
Though erudition and strength were not necessarily proportional.
A cultivator of vast learning, however, certainly could not be too weak.
Knowing yourself and knowing your enemy, and never being imperiled in a hundred battles, was by no means mere talk. In a contest of techniques, it could produce unexpected effects.
Seizing the enemy's initiative!
If the gap in strength between the two sides was too great, then of course it was superfluous. But if they were Cultivators of the same realm, victory, defeat, strength, and weakness could easily be decided by such details.
Not to mention that the one who had come before him was one hundred percent a top-tier expert.
Lin Xuan had crossed hands with him before, so naturally he had firsthand experience.
It was still difficult to make a simple assessment of exactly how strong the other party was, but one thing was certain: he was absolutely no weaker than Diji Sanren. How many top-tier experts did the Yulan Trade Alliance have?
His identity was already on the verge of being revealed.
"Could the one who has come be Venerable Tianxuan? Fellow Daoist's illustrious name is known far and wide; I imagine you are not someone who hides his head and shows his tail. Since you have already exchanged blows with Lin, why not show yourself and meet me?"
His words were enough to shock the dead. Lin Xuan's tone was absurdly grand, and