When there was no tiger in the mountains, the monkey called himself king.
Lin Xuan scoffed at this in his heart, so he decided to go properly vent the foul resentment his Avatar had suffered over these past few years.
Of course, he would also deal with the crisis facing the Cloud Hidden Sect and the Immortal Dao Alliance along the way.
In short, Lin Xuan did not plan to return to the main headquarters first.
However, the Shangguan Sisters grew anxious.
Their master was very strong, that was true; in the eyes of the sisters, he was omnipotent.
However, as the saying went, two fists were no match for four hands; even a hero could not beat a crowd.
No matter how formidable Lin Xuan was, how could he possibly oppose an army of Heavenly Demons alone?
Leaving the Devil Rock City Lord aside, the other Outer-Domain Heavenly Demons stationed near Cloud Hidden Mountain were not placed there as decorations.
There was no such thing as a fair duel in the Cultivation World. When the time came and hundreds of thousands of Heavenly Demons swarmed him at once, how would their master cope?
Yet though the two women were anxious, persuading him required careful weighing of every word.
Their master's temperament seemed gentle, but in truth he was also very proud and lofty; their advice could not be allowed to wound his self-respect.
For a moment, both women were very anxious, yet they simply could not arrange the proper words. Ruo Xuan, however, had no such misgivings. "Senior Lin, could you listen to a word from this little woman? I know you are not what you once were, but one must still cut one's coat according to one's cloth. This army of Heavenly Demons is not something a single