Facing the biting might of that hurricane, Lin Xuan merely raised his right hand and gave his sleeve a light shake toward the front.
With his movement, a clear ringing entered the ear; spiritual light flickered, and a great swath of azure radiance swam out from Lin Xuan's sleeve like fish.
Then, with a faint flicker, it actually transformed into a gigantic Qilin.
After that, the Qilin blurred slightly, opened its great mouth, and spat black shockwaves from within.
Ring after ring spread out, making the void seem to turn into a small lake into which stones had been tossed.
"Space Laws!"
"Huh? No, that Qilin Void Shadow doesn't seem to be something that only has the appearance."
On the square, the Cultivators watching the battle all turned pale with shock, one after another. They had all seen a little of what was going on.
Could this Little Fellow surnamed Lin actually be someone from a True Spirit clan, possessing a Qilin bloodline?
They secretly pondered this in private.
But very soon, they discovered something wrong.
There were many True Spirit clans.
There were also several that inherited the Qilin bloodline.
But not a single one of them was surnamed Lin.
Could it be that this fellow was concealing his name? But why would he do that?
For a time, all kinds of guesses arose.
They were so varied that it was beyond measure.
As for the two people fighting, they could not concern themselves with so much. Seeing his own move once again broken by Lin Xuan, the Black Bear Monster's expression became utterly ugly to the extreme.
If the first time Lin Xuan had taken his attack, there had still been a possibility it was coincidence, then at this very moment, it was one hundred percent genuine