And now the truth was laid bare before A Sheng: Lin Xuan had never used his true strength from beginning to end. A Sheng clenched his fists tightly.
To A Sheng, this was simply too weak.
Moreover, seeing the streams of gray-white mist surging behind Lin Xuan, A Sheng understood just how terrifying Lin Xuan was at that moment.
He was no weaker than A Sheng, who had advanced half a realm.
If A Sheng wanted to crush Lin Xuan now, it was simply impossible.
In fact, A Sheng even had the illusion that he might be in for a bitter battle next.
He might even fall here.
"I've clearly grown stronger several times over. I even gave up on advancing further just to defeat him. So why can he still grow stronger?"
Even now, A Sheng refused to believe what was happening before his eyes, but the reality left him no choice.
Because Lin Xuan was truly terrifying at that moment.
Every aura emanating from Lin Xuan was no weaker than A Sheng's. In particular, the gray-white mist around Lin Xuan had unknowingly filled the entire Eighth Layer Palace.
At that moment, the Eighth Layer Palace was filled with gray-white mist. With the vast expanse of gray-white mist empowering him, the strength Lin Xuan could display was unimaginably terrifying.
Under A Sheng's incredulous gaze, Lin Xuan raised his right hand and slowly clenched it.
The terrifying gray-white mist surged toward A Sheng at once.
A Sheng snorted coldly, and the Vast Light around him began surging in an instant.
As the Vast Light surged, terrifying auras burst forth from A Sheng's body.
After emerging from A Sheng, those auras transformed into streaks of golden light.
They charged toward the gray-white mist.
Terrifying auras continued to surge through the gray-white