Seeing that the four women were unharmed, Lin Xuan could not help letting out a breath of relief. Then he turned his head and released his divine sense, wondering how the rest of his companions were faring. After all, the power of that strike just now had truly left lingering fear in his heart.
What entered his eyes, however, made Lin Xuan's expression darken.
Li Yutong and Bingpo were fine. After all, the two women had been extraordinary in strength to begin with, respectively known as the strongest experts of the Spirit World and the Ancient Demon Realm.
Now that they had advanced as well, whether True Immortal or True Demon, both titles carried weight enough and were far beyond what ordinary Immortals could compare to.
Tian Xiang's strike had certainly been powerful, but how could it truly have made the two women perish?
On the contrary, they had not even had the slightest skin scraped. The strength they displayed made one admire them.
As for Nailong?
There was even less need to worry about that fellow.
With the Nine-Infant merged into one, the surprise he had given was something even Fairy Yutong could not match. Looking over now, this fellow had actually returned to that careless, good-for-nothing expression of his.
Just looking at him left one speechless, even a little annoyed.
Since the three of them were fine, there was naturally no need to worry about the Saintess of the Ink Moon Tribe either.
What she and Lin Xuan cultivated came from the same lineage. Even if she had not refined as much sacred blood of True Spirits, in other cultivation methods and secret arts she was especially superior. One-on-one, she certainly could not defeat Tian Xiang, but if she perished under these circumstances, would that not be the