As his words fell, Lin Feng released the arm he had wrapped around Bi Xiao.
With his embrace suddenly empty, the masculine scent that had left Bi Xiao dizzy vanished at once. She staggered involuntarily, nearly unable to keep her footing.
Yet Lin Feng did not look at her again, nor did he offer any further explanation. He simply turned and walked toward the tightly shut stone doors of the cave abode.
That retreating figure was as calm and composed as ever, as though what he was about to do was not confront an Inner Demon that even Saints were helpless against, but merely take a stroll through his own backyard.
"Mas... Master!"
Qiong Xiao hurriedly stepped forward and supported Bi Xiao's weakened body. Their two lovely faces, each beautiful in her own way, were both filled with the same panic and bewilderment.
How was he going to save her?
What method was Master going to use?
Lin Feng did not turn back. Without slowing his steps, he headed straight for the stone doors engraved with countless profound runes.
Those were the restrictions Yun Xiao had personally laid down, containing all her understanding of formations. Their power was formidable enough to ward off the probing of any Daluo Golden Immortal.
Yet Lin Feng simply walked over.
There were no earth-shattering Mana Fluctuations, no world-destroying divine abilities on display.
Before him, the layers upon layers of glowing restrictions were like subjects encountering their sovereign, or ice and snow meeting the blazing sun. Not even a trace of ripples arose before they silently dissolved of their own accord, opening a path for him.
As though entering an Unmanned Realm.
This sight instantly choked back the countless questions that had just arisen in Bi Xiao and Qiong Xiao's minds, replacing them with an