Seven Star Island, Nine Heavens Micro-Steps

The other side's hostility had already shown itself plainly. Lin Xuan's brows drew together slightly, but there was not much fear in his expression. This was perfect—he could test the divine abilities he had gained after forming his Nascent Soul.

With a flick of his sleeve, two small, delicate silver rings flew out, radiating dazzling light as they spun in circles above Lin Xuan's head.

The two Demon Race old monsters froze, their faces full of astonishment, and could not help exchanging a glance. Could it be that this place no longer rejected Five Elements treasures?

It was somewhat unexpected, but they did not take it to heart. The other side was only one person, and he had only just condensed his Nascent Soul. No matter how strong his divine abilities were, there was still a limit. In any case, he would not escape their grasp.

A mocking smile appeared at the corner of Blue Flood Dragon's mouth. He stretched out a hand, his incantation seals shifting nonstop, and a terrifying demonic aura surged out with him at its center.

That demonic aura was incomparably fierce, actually like a hurricane. Amid strange, whistling howls, Blue Flood Dragon's figure suddenly shot up by several feet. His eyes bulged outward, making him look savage and frightening, and his nails also turned pitch-black at a glance, clearly containing deadly poison.

Seeing his companion move, the gray-robed old monster naturally would not stand there stupidly to one side. After a fierce gleam flashed in his eyes, he spat a fresh-red blood sphere from his mouth.

He struck out an incantation seal, and the blood sphere swelled violently, transforming into a savage-faced Ghost Head.

Lin Xuan narrowed his eyes, a trace of doubt flashing deep within them. Just what was this thing—a strange magic treasure,