Lin Xuan took a deep breath, and the gloom had vanished from his face.
If the enemies had run, then they had run.
How could he not understand the principle of not chasing desperate bandits too far?
Besides, fundamentally speaking, with the other side escaping, he actually had not suffered any great loss.
Between them, there had not been much hatred or grudge to begin with. To him, these two Outer-Domain Heavenly Demons who had delivered themselves to his door had been nothing more than whetstones for testing his blade.
Now, although they had run, they had still fulfilled their duty, testing out his true and false, his strengths and weaknesses.
They had allowed him to reflect and recognize his own shortcomings.
Since his original purpose had already been achieved, why go looking for trouble for himself?
Lin Xuan slowly closed his eyes and pondered what he had gained from this battle.
Only several hours later did sharp light flare all over his body, and he flew like wind and lightning toward the originally planned location.
At the same time, who knew how many tens of thousands of li away from this place, cries of battle shook heaven and earth. Queyue City was incomparably majestic; beside it, even towering mountain peaks seemed like tiny ants.
Its numerous Restrictions made one's scalp crawl to the extreme, to say nothing of the fact that this city possessed millions upon millions of cultivators.
The foremost Immortal City of the Fenghen Realm—its great reputation was absolutely no empty fame.
With one glance, one would sigh in wonder at its grandeur and magnificence, as though this were a city that would never be taken.
Yet that was only the first impression.
At this very moment, this majestic Immortal City had already sunk into blood