Lin Xuan was in a sorry state. His white robes were tattered, and dreadful cracks covered his body. The Yellow Springs Road had appeared, its radiance exceedingly dim, as though even the traces left behind by Ascending Immortal and Defying Fate were about to completely fade from the Yellow Springs Road.
Still, Lin Xuan had survived that blow in the end.
A Mid Death Stage cultivator surviving a single strike from a Mid Earth Immortal—if word of this spread, it would be enough to shock the entire Upper Realm.
"Bald donkey!"
"I'll remember this."
Lin Xuan's heart seethed with indignation.
Earth Immortals were astonishingly powerful. A casual strike had nearly caused even him, bursting forth with all his strength, to perish body and soul.
Though he had survived, he was severely injured. Moreover, using Time-Space Obliteration had consumed a full ten million years of cultivation time from the Soul Suppressing Pagoda. It was far less than before, yet still horrifying.
His body was already in tatters. Lin Xuan split his focus in two and expended cultivation time again to recover. In that frozen instant outside, the Soul Suppressing Pagoda's cultivation time dropped by a terrifying fifteen million years, leaving only 34.8 million years.
"He recovered..."
Wude was shocked once more, even stunned for a moment.
At that moment, the radiance of every kind of power was receding. Without hesitation, Lin Xuan burst forward and vanished from Wude's sight in an instant.
"Hmph..."
"You still want to run?"
Wude came to his senses and stepped through the void, shooting forward as if teleporting. He was so fast that ripples spread through space.
In but an instant, Wude had closed in on Lin Xuan again.
Lin Xuan turned to look at him. The defiance in his gaze remained, and his killing intent