Unable to sense the Feather Pen scenario, Chen Lin's heart sank.
This meant he had already been locked onto.
And with his connection severed like this, even the Crystal Needle would be useless. He could not even locate the target, much less know where to break through.
Next.
Chen Lin tried opening a spatial gate.
Nothing was amiss.
He could use spatial rules normally, but he did not dare perform a Spatial Leap.
Supreme Experts were acutely sensitive to spatial energy. Since they already had their sights on him, there was no way they would neglect such precautions. If he was struck mid-leap, he would not even have time to react.
The Nine-Layered Armor was not omnipotent.
It could not possibly withstand a simultaneous attack from three or more Supreme Experts. Moreover, as the Lake-Fishing Old Man's lackeys, they were bound to possess Dominator Grade Treasures.
Chen Lin's expression darkened.
He considered himself a man of many means. He had imagined Supreme Experts coming after him before and had prepared ways to deal with them.
But he had still been far too naive.
The Lake-Fishing Old Man either stayed his hand or struck with thunderous force. To deal with a minor figure like him, he had actually mobilized three Supreme Experts at once.
Perhaps it was not even just three.
There might be even more.
Despite ganging up on him, these Supremes still refused to show themselves, instead making their arrangements in secret. Fortunately, Beitang Zhu had warned him, and the Zhao Lineage had unexpectedly obtained word of it. Otherwise, he would have known nothing until the hunt began.
"You certainly think highly of me!"
Chen Lin could only sigh.
Even a lion hunting a rabbit used its full strength. These people were more cautious than he was. Even if