If it was the former, naturally there was nothing to worry about. But if it was the latter, then the danger hidden within Yunling Mountain was probably far greater than he had imagined.
Lin Xuan pondered with a gloomy expression.
Turning around and leaving was the most rational choice, but Lin Xuan was no longer the low-level immortal cultivator of the past, who had needed to tread as if on thin ice.
At the Nascent Soul Middle Stage, though he would not dare claim he could run rampant invincible, there were already not many existences in the Human World capable of threatening him. Besides, the above was only conjecture. Perhaps some rare treasure really was emerging into the world.
Wealth and honor were sought amid danger. Though Lin Xuan had a cautious and prudent nature, when it was time to take a risk, he would not even furrow his brow.
Cowards likewise would not achieve much on the immortal path. If things went badly, they might even leave behind inner demons. Thinking to this point, Lin Xuan had already made his decision.
He put away the Corpse Demon, and Yue'er also obediently flew back into his sleeve.
Lin Xuan's escaping light crossed the valley and entered the even denser fog.
Everything before his eyes was blurred, and the range of his divine sense was further compressed. Lin Xuan's brows drew tightly together. After giving a cold snort, he poured the magic power throughout his body into his eyes.
Even low-level immortal cultivators, nine out of ten, would have learned the Spirit Eye Technique, but such a low-level spell was of no use in the current situation.
Lin Xuan, however, was different. Not only did he cultivate both righteous and demonic arts, he had also practiced the secret technique left behind