In that instant, a tremendous sense of crisis surged up from the bottom of his heart, and those Outer-Domain Heavenly Demons made almost the exact same move.
After all, they were all Cultivators who had weathered a hundred battles, so of course they understood what this situation meant.
A powerful enemy had arrived here!
And was lurking in the shadows. The one man and four demons hurriedly swept their eyes around and released their divine senses. Naturally, it was of no use whatsoever. With Lin Xuan's current strength, how could a mere handful of Tribulation Transcendence Stage cultivators possibly discover him?
"Since you dare mock this seat aloud, why don't you dare show yourself? Hiding your head and showing your tail—what kind of cultivator does that make you? Acting like this, aren't you afraid the heroes under heaven will laugh you to scorn?" A savage look flashed across the elder's face, and he forced down his anger as he spoke.
"Laugh me to scorn? You surrendered to the Outer-Domain Heavenly Demons, yet you still have the face to say that? It seems the depths of your shamelessness far exceed what I imagined. Earlier, I truly did underestimate you a little."
From within the empty air, a man's leisurely voice drifted out. Then green light flashed, revealing an ordinary-looking young man. It was none other than Lin Xuan.
"Tribulation Transcendence Late Stage!"
The Immortal-looking Elder and the four Heavenly Demon Lords' pupils shrank slightly, solemn looks appearing on all their faces.
By contrast, the Human Race's side was overjoyed beyond expectation.
The Palace-Robed Woman even gave Lin Xuan a graceful curtsy. "This little sister is Xue Ling. I thank fellow Daoist here for saving our lives."
The loose-haired Ascetic Monk also cupped his fists in salute, his face full of gratitude.