The white world was destroyed, and everything within it was pulverized by that single sword strike.
There was no denying that the Artifact Spirit's sword strike was truly terrifying. Not only had it shattered the white world, it had also shattered the grayish-white mist and even the white aura.
At that moment, the Artifact Spirit stared ferociously at the shattered white world, trying to find traces of Lin Xuan.
But very soon.
The Artifact Spirit's expression grew even more ferocious, because he still couldn't find any trace of Lin Xuan amid the grayish-white mist scattered across the sky.
The grayish-white mist filling the sky had not completely vanished just because the white world had shattered.
Nearly one-fifth of it still remained, filling the space between heaven and earth.
Although this one-fifth of the grayish-white mist was not much compared to its peak, it could not be considered insignificant either.
With so much grayish-white mist around, the Artifact Spirit had no chance of finding Lin Xuan.
After shattering the white world, the Artifact Spirit appeared in the Ninth Layer Palace together with Lin Xuan.
The Ninth Layer Palace itself contained seeds of the grayish-white mist left behind by Lin Xuan.
The instant Lin Xuan appeared, all the seeds of the grayish-white mist instantly transformed into grayish-white mist, which filled the Ninth Layer Palace.
Qing Ling, who was sitting in the Ninth Layer Palace, was slightly stunned. She hadn't expected the Artifact Spirit to break out.
When she failed to see Lin Xuan, Qing Ling's face paled slightly.
However, just as Qing Ling's face began to pale, streams of terrifying grayish-white mist instantly wrapped around her and sent her directly into the Eighth Layer Palace.
"Hehe! So you care about that little girl!"
This scene had not escaped the Artifact Spirit's eyes.