He had to release his spiritual power, because if he did not spread it out, the Artifact Spirit would have no way of determining whether Lin Xuan was somewhere in the surrounding gray-white mist.
And so, the same scene happened again.
The Artifact Spirit once again activated its spiritual power, constantly searching for traces of Lin Xuan.
But Lin Xuan's plan was exactly the same as before. He did not approach the Xuantian Great Tomb at this time.
Everything approaching the Xuantian Great Tomb was merely ordinary gray-white mist.
Lin Xuan watched coldly as the Artifact Spirit's expression became terribly grim.
The Artifact Spirit clenched both fists.
His fists trembled uncontrollably.
The Artifact Spirit was truly furious at this moment. However, he had no good solution now, because Lin Xuan was already approaching Xuantian's Inheritance Land.
Faced with the vast expanse of gray-white mist, it was extremely difficult for the Artifact Spirit to find Lin Xuan's whereabouts.
It was practically impossible.
At this moment, the Artifact Spirit's expression completely darkened, and his face was filled with hesitation.
For the Artifact Spirit, this was truly the most critical moment, because only thirty percent of his spiritual power remained.
Thirty percent of his spiritual power was already an extremely dangerous level for the Artifact Spirit. If he continued expending it, his spiritual power would grow weaker and weaker.
And once his spiritual power weakened to the extreme,
even if the gray-white mist transformed by Lin Xuan drifted right in front of him, he would still be unable to detect Lin Xuan.
Thus, the Artifact Spirit was truly furious at this moment, but he was equally helpless.
"I really hate this! I never should have placed Xuantian's Legacy right in front of him!"
The Artifact Spirit was overcome with regret. If he had