Of course, this was only his own guess. Whether it was truly so was still hard to say.
As the thought turned through his mind, Lin Xuan did not hesitate any further because of it. Azure light flared all over him, and he chased after him.
So what if it was a trap?
With his current strength, did he need to haggle over every detail and fear a Late Stage Demon Venerable?
There was nothing wrong with caution!
But it also depended on the specific situation.
The Lin Xuan of today was no longer what he had been. He had already comprehended a domain. To say he was invincible under heaven would be too much, but saying he could walk sideways through the Three Realms was absolutely no exaggeration.
Since that was the case, why be overly careful? Before absolute strength, things like traps were no more than paper paste.
With that thought in mind, Lin Xuan pursued relentlessly.
And though that bald Demon Venerable's strength was nothing much, his Escape Light had quite a unique knack to it. Lin Xuan used every trick at his disposal, yet for a time, he actually could do nothing to him.
The two streaks of Escape Light, one in front and one behind, flew tens of thousands of li away in the blink of an eye. Then the black demonic cloud landed atop a rugged, precipitous mountain peak.
Demonic Qi wreathed around it!
It was clearly a mountain, yet for some unfathomable reason, it gave off a ferocious, vicious air.
Lin Xuan reined in his Escape Light and stopped more than a hundred zhang away from the mountain, a mocking smile at the corner of his mouth. "What, not running anymore? Has Fellow Daoist already decided to choose this place as your burial