The man's eyes were tightly shut, and he was utterly unconscious, but there was not the slightest wound anywhere on his body. Lin Xuan nodded. Though Yue'er had failed to form her Nascent Soul, her cultivation had increased by quite a bit.
He had nearly been deceived just now, so Lin Xuan naturally would not stand on ceremony. His hands clenched lightly, and he had already begun using the Soul-Searching Technique.
Only half the time it took to drink a cup of tea had passed before Lin Xuan tilted his head, his expression darkening.
Then his five fingers exerted force. Firelight flared, and he had already reduced the man to ashes.
"Young Master, what happened?" Yue'er looked rather curious.
Lin Xuan did not speak. Instead, he closed his eyes, spiritual light flashing over his whole body as he released his incomparably powerful divine sense at full strength...
With the cultivation of a Nascent Soul Cultivator, so long as one deliberately used it, one's divine sense was enough to cover an area of about a hundred li.
Lin Xuan's divine sense was much stronger. At around two hundred li, though somewhat indistinct, he could still roughly sense every stirring of wind and grass. Though he could not precisely lock onto a specific object, he could clearly understand any movement that occurred.
Very soon, he sensed violent spiritual energy fluctuations to the southwest, about two hundred li from here. Judging the distance, it was precisely the outer region of Cangming Mountain.
Lin Xuan's brows furrowed deeply. Without delaying any further, azure light surged over his body. Wrapping Yue'er up, he transformed into an azure rainbow and flew off through the air.
"Young Master, what exactly happened? You can tell me now." Yue'er grew more and more curious.
Lin Xuan gritted his teeth