The two Nascent Soul Realm old monsters fought until heaven darkened and earth turned dim, and the area around the arena was even more chaotic. The Witcher had never imagined that, with Old Ancestor Hun Yuan tying him down, this middle-aged man wreathed in yin energy would still have spare strength to strike at him—and with such a bizarre and vicious divine ability.
For a time, everyone feared for themselves, silent as cicadas in winter.
Lin Xuan had already slipped soundlessly to one side. Very soon, Star Palace appeared before his eyes.
The two old monsters were not far overhead as well.
What Lin Xuan was doing could be considered bold to the extreme. Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he wanted to sneak into Star Palace and fish in troubled waters. Of course, Lin Xuan's target was not some treasure of inheritance, but the map and the spirit medicines.
Old Ancestor Hun Yuan probably would not carry those two treasures on him.
Although approaching Star Palace at this moment was extremely dangerous, after weighing it over, Lin Xuan felt this danger was worth risking.
With his aura withdrawn, Lin Xuan's attire was also that of an ordinary Witcher. Added to that, the cultivation method he used to conceal his form was wondrous beyond compare, so naturally, he drew no one's attention and successfully slipped inside.
After the great battle between the two old monsters, much of Star Palace had been destroyed, but they were all insignificant outer buildings. As for the important halls, they were protected by multiple layers of restrictions and remained as intact as before.
At this moment, Lin Xuan hid in a corner, his expression cold and dark. He did not act rashly. Just now, he had casually released his divine sense and