Lin Xuan slowly turned around, his voice icy beyond measure, a faint murderous aura seeping across his face.
Woo...
The mountain wind blew past, yet there was not the slightest movement.
Lin Xuan's expression grew uglier. They were merely a few juniors, yet they actually dared play tricks here. He raised his right hand slightly, flicked his finger, and a streak of azure Sword Qi appeared, stabbing into the dense forest as swiftly as lightning.
"Ah!"
Along with a startled cry came immense pain, and a man's terrified voice reached his ears. "Senior, please don't attack. This junior will come out."
Then came a rustling sound. Figures swayed, and three cultivators appeared before his eyes.
Lin Xuan narrowed his eyes, and his divine sense swept over them.
The one in the lead was a middle-aged man of a little over thirty, yet his face was covered in the color of wind and frost, and there were many crow's feet at the corners of his eyes. Clearly, his true age was not young.
His cultivation was not weak; he had already reached the Core Condensation Middle Stage.
As for the two youths behind him, they were only in their early twenties. Their brows and eyes were vivid mirror images of each other—they were actually twin brothers. However, their cultivation was only at the Foundation Establishment Realm.
"You were hiding here. Were you planning to harm Lin?"
"Senior, you misunderstand. With this junior's meager cultivation, how would I dare be rude to you? It is all merely a misunderstanding." Hearing Lin Xuan's words, the middle-aged man's face changed greatly. He hurriedly lowered his head and spoke with a face full of ingratiating smiles.
"Hmph. Honeyed words and flowery speech. This Kui Yin Mountain Range is a forbidden zone for cultivators. With just