His gaze turned grave, and not a shred of contempt or underestimation remained. Of course, there was no fear, either. It was simply that, from now on, he would treat them as powerful enemies of his own level and deal with them with all his strength.
For the four women, this was naturally disastrous in the extreme.
True, they all possessed the strength to crush cultivators of the same level with ease, but against an Outer-Domain Heavenly Demon at the middle stage of Tribulation Transcendence, they had not the slightest advantage.
Whether they could pass through this trial safely...
No one knew.
Meanwhile, on the other side, Lin Xuan was hurrying on his way.
Well, saying he was going all out was somewhat unsuitable. Though saving people was like fighting a fire, the situation this time was entirely different from before.
The Cloud Hidden Sect—or rather, the Immortal Dao Alliance—had been under siege for several years.
The situation was indeed disastrous in the extreme, but it was not as if it would be breached overnight.
Since that was the case, why should he rush at full speed? Had he not heard that haste made mistakes? When he had first heard the news, he had been so anxious that he had even run in the opposite direction.
A dignified Tribulation Transcendence Stage cultivator had actually made such a low-level mistake; just thinking of it made Lin Xuan laugh despite himself.
Therefore, this time, he would not repeat the same mistake. In any case, a few days would not make much difference. Now Lin Xuan traveled at an unhurried pace. He did not use the Wind Control Technique, but instead released a Spirit Boat to carry him.
This Spirit Boat was no more than several zhang long, and looked extremely crude.