Although he had long rehearsed in his mind how to face a demigod's true form, when he actually faced it—no, merely saw it from afar—the overwhelming pressure shattered more than half his confidence.
The only reason he still retained a sliver of confidence was that the Concentrated Poison in his hand was indeed formidable, and that he had Jade Abyss City as a shield.
If either of those had been missing, he would never have entertained such a mad idea.
As the saying went, fortune was found in danger. There were plenty in this world willing to brave fire and water for profit.
A certain thinker once said that fifty percent profit was enough to make most capitalists take risks; with one hundred percent profit, they would dare trample every law in the world; with three hundred percent profit, they would dare risk the gallows.
What Lin Xiao sought to seize now was far more than three hundred percent profit. It was tenfold, perhaps even a hundredfold. That was enough for him to risk losing a vast number of Kinfolk over this.
Besides, this Saint Descent Avatar was not his true body. If it died, it died; it would not affect his true body.
Only six minutes later, Lin Xiao had reached the outskirts of Jade Abyss City. From afar, he could see the enormous foundations standing in the seawater, as well as the densely packed parasitic barnacles clinging to them.
That Snakemen Demigod had indeed been lured away by the bait deliberately released for him, wasting some time. Otherwise, with a demigod's power, there was no reason he should have failed to catch up.
He swiftly rushed to the edge of Jade Abyss City. Under the pretext of paying respects to the city lord, Lin Xiao brought a small