With a sweep of his sleeve, Tian Xiaojian recalled the ghostly mist, and Duan San's figure was revealed once more. His appearance was withered and scorched, like a corpse, as if in a single instant he had aged several decades.
Then he weathered into sand and scattered on the wind. Not only his body, even his soul was destroyed.
Lin Xuan's face was expressionless, but his heart was truly shaken. In terms of the Profound Demon True Art alone, the other party's divine abilities were still above his own. But after another thought, he could not help laughing silently at himself. With the Supreme Demon of Extreme Evil guiding him from the side, Tian Xiaojian naturally surpassed him, who had only practiced bitterly while facing a jade slip.
But there was no need to belittle himself either. He had also cultivated the Nine Heavens Profound Art. When it came to secret arts and divine abilities, who was stronger and who was weaker was still hard to say.
After going through these twists and turns, the two naturally would not delay any further. After collecting Duan San's Storage Bag, they drifted out of the pavilion.
Looking at the other buildings in the distance, a sinister, ruthless gleam flashed through Tian Xiaojian's eyes. "Big Brother Lin, next, we act separately. As this younger brother knows it, aside from that Elder Liu, there are nearly ten Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators stationed in Strange Herb Valley. With the divine abilities of the two of us, we would not fear them, but if they are alarmed and gather together, they would indeed be troublesome. It would be best to remove these guards without gods knowing or ghosts sensing it."
"Mm." Lin Xuan nodded and raised no objection. He transformed into a startling rainbow and headed