Had Lin Tian not withdrawn his power at the final moment, Kong Xuan would surely have been killed or injured.
Once he realized this, Kong Xuan no longer dared to contend with Lin Tian. He rose from the dust, bowed to Lin Tian from afar, and said with deep emotion:
"Thank you for showing mercy, Vine Dao Venerable. This time, I truly lost."
Kong Xuan knew that Lin Tian had spared him, so he put away all his former arrogance and became utterly reverent.
Lin Tian spoke as well. "Kong Xuan, there is no grudge between us. The Buddhist Sect's Lamp-Bearing Buddha sought his own death. Since you did not come to seize an Innate Spiritual Treasure this time, I will spare your life. You need not worry about the Golden-Winged Great Peng King. While he is in Jiejiao, I will look after him in all matters."
Kong Xuan's face filled with shame. He truly had harbored no murderous intent toward Lin Tian on this visit; he had merely wanted to see which of them was stronger.
But now, it seemed his strength was not worth mentioning in Lin Tian's eyes. Even if Kong Xuan could defeat countless other Quasi-Saint Supremes, he was still worlds apart from Lin Tian.
Thinking back on his earlier desire to challenge Lin Tian, he wished he could find a hole to crawl into.
The Quasi-Saint Experts secretly watching all wore disappointed expressions.
Not only had Lin Tian avoided defeat at Kong Xuan's hands, he had not even been injured. With two simple strikes, he had sent Kong Xuan crashing into the dust.
Those Supremes silently cursed Kong Xuan's incompetence. Their plan to surround and attack Lin Tian again had gone up in smoke.
After bowing farewell to Lin Tian, Kong Xuan transformed into a