Yet that hope was shattered very quickly. The other party showed not the slightest intention of leaving; that strand of divine sense lingered around the area, refusing to go.
It seemed he had not been completely exposed, only aroused the other party's suspicion. Lin Xuan's analysis was not wrong, but what he should do next left him hesitating.
Run?
The speed of his escape light could not compare to that of a Core Condensation cultivator, and once he did that, it would mean he was exposing himself at once.
Or continue lying low?
Put nicely, that choice was using stillness to control movement; put bluntly, it was leaving his fate to Heaven, gambling on whether the other party would discover him. But what Lin Xuan hated most was having matters slip beyond his control.
Now, he had truly fallen into a dilemma.
After a while, the confusion in Lin Xuan's eyes vanished. He took a spiritual artifact from his robes. After careful consideration, he still felt he could not foolishly remain here. Of course, simply flying away was not advisable either. With a flip of his hand, an additional talisman appeared.
Sealed inside it was the Wind Control Technique.
To put it simply, it was somewhat similar to a matchless lightness skill of the mortal world, an entry-level spell. Lin Xuan had not used it in a very long time.
But low-level spells had their advantages too. Their spiritual energy fluctuations were small, and with it activated by a talisman, the possibility of being discovered was even lower.
Lin Xuan waved his hand, and the talisman ignited without wind. A golden spell formula flew out from within and sank into his body.
The spiritual energy reaction was almost negligible, yet before even the faintest smile could appear on Lin Xuan's