Amid the haze of smoke and dust, Lin Xun's tall and stern figure was revealed.1

He stood there silently. His black hair fluttered in the strong wind while his aura was as turbulent as a demon god’s.1

He was completely unscathed!0

Even though he had been attacked by the illusion of a golden luan, which was at the level of a Saint's attack, he was not even injured a little bit…0

Meng Lianqing's eyes widened, and a look of confusion appeared on her already pale face. How could this...be possible?0

The whole place went dead silent. Regardless of whether they were friend or foe, everyone was still as if they were in a trance.  0

The previous attack was so terrifying that it made people's hearts hang in their throats, but the result was something no one expected. Lin Xun was still completely unharmed.0

Zhao Xingye was stunned with a hint of surprise on her face. In her estimation, Lin Xun should have been able to block this blow, but he would definitely be severely injured.0

She had even begun to calculate how likely their chances of winning would be after Lin Xun stepped down, leaving only the other experts of the empire left to fight.0

But who would have thought that Lin Xun would give her an unexpected surprise?1

“This is actually a Saint-level treasure with...0