Three feet of ice did not form in a single day. Wanting to return was harder than climbing to the blue heavens—of course, that was for ordinary cultivators. After all, along the way, just crossing through the Devil Race forces, large and small, numbered nearly a hundred.
Let alone ordinary Cultivators, even old ancestors at the Tribulation Transcendence level would not dare do such a thing.
As the saying went, even a hero could not stand against sheer numbers. Among these Devil Race forces, some were comparatively weak, but among others, there was no lack of top-tier powerhouses.
In short, wanting to pass through all the Devil Race forces was, no matter how one looked at it, far too dangerous.
But Lin Xuan had no choice.
Besides, he did not care in the least.
Outer-Domain Heavenly Demons—ever since he had first stepped onto the path, he had killed more of them than he could count.
Lin Xuan would not fear them like tigers the way ordinary cultivators did.
Dared to block his path?
If gods blocked him, he would kill gods; if demons blocked him, he would slaughter demons!
That said, Lin Xuan was, after all, not the sort with a hot temper who loved showing off.
Granted, he was not afraid of Outer-Domain Heavenly Demons, but slaughtering his way through was hardly a good plan. Not only would it draw attention, it would also waste too much time.
If he truly attracted a powerhouse among the Outer-Domain Heavenly Demons, would that not be deliberately looking for trouble for himself?
Granted, Lin Xuan was not afraid, but there was no need!
So after thinking it over carefully, disguising himself as an Outer-Domain Heavenly Demon and passing through their sphere of influence was the smartest choice.
It would save both time