I am a loser, but I defeated countless geniuses with the Soul-Calming Tower.

"Focus on intention rather than skill. When intention meets skill, you are invincible!"

"I see... No wonder the Nine Blades of World Destruction require a certain level of artistic conception before one can receive the inheritance."

A flash of enlightenment passed through Lin Xuan's mind.

However, as he read further, he discovered a serious problem.

That is, it is a bit hard to read. The true meaning of speed is obscure and difficult to understand. It will take more than a day or two to fully comprehend it.

"There's not enough time for practice!"

Lin Xuan withdrew his mental power, glanced at the training time in the Soul-Suppressing Tower, and sighed helplessly.

"Don't be in a hurry, take your time. There are plenty of enemies in the Nine-Layered Yin-Yang Heaven."

Now that the big enemy has been eliminated, Lin Xuan is no longer worried about the safety of Xiao Yuer and others.

I'm afraid that no one can pose a threat to them except myself.

Of course, some hidden geniuses are not ruled out, after all, there are still some people in the Central Region.

However, it is not easy to meet a few people from the Central Region among millions of people.

After putting away the inheritance jade slip, Lin Xuan fell directly from the sky and came to Xiao Chen and others.

Xiao Yu'er and Xu Yan came forward with joy on their faces, while the others remained silent. Even Xiao Chen looked away.

Lin Xuan was very confused and was about to ask something when Xu Jing and others happened to rush back.

Lin Xuan stopped what he was about to say and went to meet Xu Jing.

At this stage, it is better to exchange the resources for spirit stones to avoid trouble later.

At the same time, in the Central Region, inside the main campus of the Fanyin Temple.

"Xu Bai!"

A loud voice suddenly rang out from deep within the main hospital.

The next moment, the old monk with white eyebrows appeared in the sky, and with a flash of his body, he headed deep into the main hospital.

"Xu Bai, greetings to the abbot!"

Deep in the main courtyard of Fanyin Temple, Xu Bai, the white-browed old monk from the Fanyin Temple Martial Arts Academy, bowed deeply to the empty space in front of him.

The space rippled like water waves, and a short figure bathed in golden light slowly condensed.

Xu Bai looked up. Even with his cultivation level at the Emperor Realm, he couldn't see through the faint golden light and see the face of the short figure clearly.

"He failed after all!"

The abbot's faint voice came out.

The old monk Xubai was stunned and couldn't help but murmur, "The Buddha and the devil are one body, yet they also failed?"

"Could it be that Lin Xuan from the Southern Territory has already reached the level of a supreme and peerless talent?"

The abbot's face remained calm and he did not answer immediately.

Xu Bai didn't dare to urge him, but just waited quietly.

After a long time, the voice as calm as water sounded again, stirring up a huge wave in Xu Bai's heart.

"Or maybe it's immortal talent!"

Xu Bai's body suddenly straightened, and extremely complex emotions flashed in his old eyes, just like the disillusionment of the stars, extremely shocking.

"Abbot, is this... true?"

Xu Bai's voice sounded extremely difficult.

“Maybe not!”

"But, I'd rather kill than leave!"

The abbot said indifferently.

It is hard to imagine that such words came from the mouth of a monk.

This is the kind of person who talks about compassion, righteousness and morality.

Of course, if you think about it from another perspective, the connection between Fanyin Temple and monsters is so close that it is not hard to understand.

Perhaps they are not monks, but demons in monk's robes.

"I know what to do now."

A look of determination flashed across Xu Bai's eyes, and he bowed deeply to the abbot.

"Go!"

“Bring Wuwei.”

As the abbot finished speaking, the golden light dissipated and his figure disappeared without a trace.

However, Xu Bai still bowed deeply before slowly retreating.

On the other side, on the War God Mountain, the current patriarch of the War Clan was practicing. The aura emanating from him was extremely violent, shattering the space into pieces.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, and the divine light emitted from his eyes caused the void in front of him to collapse into a dark hole.

"Go, assist the Brahma Sound Temple!"

His voice was faint, and no one knew to whom he was speaking.

But soon, a figure rushed out from the area covered by the War God Mountain and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Unfortunately, even if Xu Bai were to die, he could only send one person in. Otherwise, how could the men of my Zhan clan die in vain?"

"Hmph...Eighteenth Emperor, damned barbarians!"

With a cold snort, the patriarch of the War Clan entered the state of cultivation again. The space around him was shattered as crazy as before, and then was quickly repaired by some mysterious force.

Time flies, and two days later in a blink of an eye.

Jin Xingtian and Lin Xuan stepped into the teleportation array speechlessly.

In the past two days, not even a single hostile person was found. Even with the Xu family's intelligence capabilities, they came to nothing.

"If it is destined to happen, it will happen eventually; if it is not destined to happen, don't force it!"

Inside the teleportation array, endless sword lights attacked, but were all blocked by the guardian of the earth. Lin Xuan sighed helplessly.

Before him, Yu Bing and others had already entered the teleportation array, including some disciples of the Xu family.

As for the rest, they knew they could not resist the terrifying sword light in Jin Xingtian's teleportation array, so they chose to stay in Jin Xingtian.

Thirty breaths later, Lin Xuan's figure disappeared in the teleportation array.

The next moment, his figure appeared in a world of ice and snow, with the cold wind howling and the bone-chilling coldness attacking his body.

"The environment in Shuixingtian is just as bad as that in Huoxingtian!"

With a sigh, Lin Xuan first sensed something and found that he could not sense the movements of Xiao Yuer and the others at all.

Helplessly, he could only go in the direction indicated by the shadow of the dragon, which seemed to be hungry again.

At this moment, in the Shenxiao Holy Land, Wang Xuanfeng suddenly opened his eyes.

"Central Territory Emperor Realm, seeking death!"

The sky suddenly darkened, thunder roared across the sky, and everyone within the Divine Sky Holy Land felt a fear that came from the depths of their souls...