This White Mountain Range was incredibly terrifying, carrying suffocating pressure.
When Lin Xuan saw the White Mountain Range, he decisively chose to retreat, actively widening the distance between himself and the White Mountain Range.
Lin Xuan was incredibly fast now. After he deliberately distanced himself from the Artifact Spirit, he charged straight to the edge of the White World.
Lin Xuan stood at the edge of the White World, coldly watching the Artifact Spirit.
The Artifact Spirit wore a savage smile. "I never expected that someone as insignificant as you could actually force me to reveal my trump card."
The Artifact Spirit coldly watched Lin Xuan.
To be honest, the Artifact Spirit was truly very wary of Lin Xuan, because Lin Xuan possessed a power that the Artifact Spirit could not see through.
That power seemed not to exist, yet it could cause Lin Xuan to grow stronger without end.
Thus, the Artifact Spirit was somewhat wary at this moment as well. Lin Xuan wanted to immediately use his strongest method to kill Lin Xuan.
It had to be said that the Artifact Spirit was exceedingly cautious, and its choice was also correct.
At present, Lin Xuan's gray-white mist seeds had almost spread throughout the gray-white world. If Lin Xuan were given enough time, he could plant even more seeds.
When the time came, all the seeds would bloom and bear fruit together.
Perhaps this gray-white mist would replace the white aura in the White World and become the ruler of this White World.
Lin Xuan stood at the other end of the world, gazing at White Mountain Peak.
White Mountain Peak suddenly split open. Within White Mountain Peak, there was a character.
That character was extremely ancient, and Lin Xuan did not recognize it.
However, when Lin Xuan's gaze