"Please turn around, treasure."
The instant those words rang out.
That familiar icy sensation appeared before Lin Yuan's Mud Pill Palace again.
The white light was so fast it almost defied reason.
First, it locked onto the Primordial Spirit.
Then, it severed the True Spirit.
Zhao Gongming had suffered it once back then.
Lin Yuan had also witnessed Yu Yuan's encounter firsthand.
Counting the time he himself had been locked onto before.
He had already lost count of how many times this made.
Had he still been at the Taiyi stage.
Lin Yuan's first move would certainly have been to disrupt the white light as quickly as possible and put distance between them.
Things were different now.
His Daluo Primordial Spirit steadied itself at once.
He had not yet obtained [Black Tortoise Suppressing Essence] and still used his original Supreme Purity Primordial Spirit system, but the Daluo Dao Fruit formed after the three flowers gathered at the crown had already made his Primordial Spirit far stronger than before.
His Mystic Thunder Eyes opened at the same time.
For the first time, the white light appeared in a more complete form within Lin Yuan's vision.
Fast.
Extremely fast.
But it had not appeared out of thin air.
The gourd.
Lu Ya.
The white light.
His own Mud Pill Palace.
A thread of qi so fine it was almost imperceptible connected the four.
He had been unable to see it clearly before.
Now-
He saw it.
Lin Yuan shifted his feet.
Nine-Heavens Qi Mastery blended naturally into heaven and earth.
He did not flee into the distance.
He merely moved half a step to the left.
The white light veered with him.
Still locked on.
Lin Yuan was not surprised in the slightest.
Dodging alone could not shake it off.
Then he