But when he looked at his Martial Dao Pill again, the cracks were still there.
"This is bad."
Lin Xuan finally understood why Wang Xuanfeng had tried to stop him.
His Martial Dao Pill simply could not withstand the intensity of Supreme-Grade Law Runes.
Not daring to delay, Lin Xuan sank his consciousness into the Soul Suppressing Pagoda and rapidly circulated the Taiyin Jiyang Immortal Scripture. Spiritual power surged as his cultivation time plummeted crazily.
Two thousand years passed in the blink of an eye. The fine patterns on the Martial Dao Pill were slowly repaired during the process, until it was finally restored to its original state.
Though fully recovered, Lin Xuan still felt cold sweat streaming down his back.
Just now, he had nearly severed his own immortal path.
These Law Runes were simply too terrifying.
"Hm?"
"Ah?"
"Hiss..."
Wang Xuanfeng kept letting out all manner of exclamations.
The way he looked at Lin Xuan was as though he were looking at a monster.
"You... what did you do?"
In the end, he withdrew his imperial might and stared at Lin Xuan in bewilderment.
"Nothing. I almost died."
Lin Xuan shook his head and glanced at the Soul Suppressing Pagoda's remaining 15,700 years of cultivation time, his heart aching fiercely.
That was more than one peak Nascent Core Realm's worth, gone just like that.
These Supreme-Grade Law Runes were far too treacherous. If not for the Soul Suppressing Pagoda, he would have been crippled.
"Holy shit!"
"You brat, you know you almost died? Who the hell taught you to inscribe Law Runes like that?"
"Do you not have even the slightest bit of common sense? If it were a lower-grade Nascent Core, even inscribing a Middle Law Rune could cripple him."
"Did you think that just because you