Chen Xuan stood beneath the canopy, looking at the Subduing Dragon Temple Grandmasters who were panting heavily, their true essence exhausted. His expression was calm as still water.
He did not attack. He merely stood there, allowing them to strike him.
It was not that he could not act, but that he did not want to.
When he had nearly reached the Subduing Dragon Temple camp earlier, he had taken out his identity token to speak with the Guiyuan Sect Grandmasters. He learned that Subduing Dragon Temple's Dao Child had emerged from seclusion, condensed an Immortal Core, and was on his way here.
Immortal Core.
Those four words stirred Chen Xuan slightly.
For Subduing Dragon Temple's Dao Child to condense an Immortal Core before the age of thirty—even with the support of a Spirit Body bloodline and the sect's resources—his talent was enough to be called a once-in-several-centuries rarity.
Such a person was Subduing Dragon Temple's future, its greatest hope in centuries.
If Chen Xuan could kill him, it would hurt Subduing Dragon Temple far more deeply than killing the Grandmasters before him.
Thus, Chen Xuan chose to wait.
He would wait for Subduing Dragon Temple's Dao Child to arrive, then defeat and kill him openly and honorably before everyone. After that, he would slaughter all of Subduing Dragon Temple's Grandmasters, making them understand that the price of provoking him was not the loss of dozens or hundreds of Grandmasters, but the loss of the entire sect's future.
Therefore, Chen Xuan did not reveal his true strength. With the Five Elements Canopy Treasure Umbrella above his head, he simply allowed Subduing Dragon Temple's Grandmasters to attack.
"Damn it!"
Han Zhenshan's face was ashen, and his hands trembled faintly.
Not from fear, but from fury and unwillingness.
He was a Flawless