A trace of impatience appeared on Lin Xuan's face. Was this ever going to end?
Seeing the great mountains fly right up before him, Lin Xuan neither dodged nor summoned any treasure.
Instead, he raised his right hand, and a mass of five-colored, glassy flame surfaced in his palm.
It traced a graceful arc and landed directly before the two great mountains.
It transformed into flames a thousand zhang tall.
In the blink of an eye, they wrapped around the mountain peaks.
Azure spiritual light flickered, and even the void was frozen solid.
Though the mountain peaks possessed a majestic momentum, they instantly turned into things like ice sculptures.
"Break!"
Lin Xuan pointed a finger.
The mountain peaks immediately cracked like tortoise shells and turned into nothingness. With this, he had finally destroyed the other party's treasure.
"As a powerhouse among True Immortals, surely Your Excellency does not have only this little ability. There is no need to bring out these flashy probing tricks here and make a fool of yourself. If you truly have confidence, then use your real methods directly. What do you think, fellow Daoist?" A trace of mockery hung at the corner of Lin Xuan's mouth.
"Little Fellow, you are too arrogant!"
Tianfu Old Ancestor flew into a towering rage. He had originally hated Huayu to the bone; back then, he had simply been unable to beat him. Now the other party still dared to use such an attitude, and that was truly more than he could endure.
He raised his hand and actually tore the Storage Bag from his waist in a clean, decisive motion.
A trace of astonishment could not help appearing on Lin Xuan's face.
Afterward, Tianfu Old Ancestor's hands moved in broad, sweeping gestures, and one hand seal after another spilled forth