Lin Xuan's heart instantly went cold to the very bottom, while the other party's tone grew even more wildly arrogant. "This time, you won't escape. To fall beneath my Fire of Primordial Chaos is not unworthy of your former status as True Person Huayu."
Before his voice had even faded, the golden flames surged forth like rivers bursting their dikes.
This time, Lin Xuan truly had nowhere left to hide.
What was he supposed to do?
Sit and wait for death?
No. That was not Lin Xuan's style.
Besides, even if he were willing to die here, Tian Xiang would not let Yue'er, Yuanyuan, and the others go.
He could disregard life and death for himself, but how could he abandon his wives?
At that thought, boundless courage welled up in Lin Xuan's heart again. Even if he knew full well he could not win, he would fight on against the other party.
If he sat and waited for death, death was certain.
If he fought to the bitter end, perhaps there was still that slim thread of life.
Lin Xuan drew in a breath.
Then sat cross-legged.
The Five Dragon Seal slowly hovered above his head.
Afterward, it transformed into a faint silver curtain of light, dazzling to the extreme, its surface covered with countless profound runes drifting ceaselessly.
It shielded Lin Xuan within.
Since dodging was useless, there was only the path of taking it head-on, to see whether some turning point might appear later.
In short, Lin Xuan had already made up his mind never to give up.
With the light curtain blocking them, those golden flames could do nothing for the moment, but Lin Xuan's forehead was covered in beads of sweat as large as beans.
Only now did he truly grasp what the Fire of