The expressions of all nine changed.
The name Lin Xuan leaped into their minds.
They were horrified.
They had never expected Lin Xuan to appear before them so quickly.
For a moment, the hearts of everyone from the Zhan clan sank to the bottom.
Looking up, they saw Lin Xuan, clad in the white robes of a True Disciple, striding through the sky toward them.
A faint radiance flickered in his eyes, and his entire presence seemed ethereal, removed from the mortal world.
After entering the Core Realm, Lin Xuan seemed to have become a world unto himself, carrying a unique sense of existence that stood above this realm.
That bearing only deepened the gravity in the hearts of Zhan Xiao and the others.
While Zhan Xiao and the others were lost in heavy thought, Lin Xuan had already appeared above them as though he had pierced through the void, looking down upon them from on high.
The lofty indifference in Lin Xuan's eyes caused fury to rise in the hearts of these Central Region prodigies who had always looked down on the Four Regions.
"I said I'd be back soon. Sorry for the wait!"
Naturally, Lin Xuan said this to Zhan Xiao.
"Hmph..."
"Attack!"
Zhan Xiao snorted coldly, wasting no words.
Since Lin Xuan had come, and had pressed all nine of them down from the sky the moment he appeared, there was clearly no room for reconciliation. At a time like this, words were meaningless.
There was only battle. If they won, Lin Xuan would die and they would leave.
If they lost, then any talk of the future would be empty.
The Zhan clan had always been this decisive.
Boom!
The auras of all nine erupted at once. Then they each drew their weapons, spreading out their