"He's coming! Such terrifying power!"
Ye Xuan said indifferently in his heart, "Avoiding the fight is the best choice. Anyway, I have already achieved my purpose. Li Xianjun took Lin Xueji and Hu Mei'er away from Qiushan City. It's also time for me to leave here."
Ye Xuan was very aware of his current predicament. No matter what, if he continued to engage in battle or fought with a fluke mentality, he would undoubtedly end up dead.
After all, upon appearing, it is accompanied by heavenly thunder. Ye Xuan had hardly ever encountered such a level of powerful beings.
Although his Master and Taixu Sword Venerate were strong beings of that level, Ye Xuan did not know how vast the disparity between him and his Master, the Carefree Dao Monarch was.
This made it impossible for Ye Xuan to measure the gap between himself and Linghu Chong.
But based on Ye Xuan's years of combat experience, he could almost instantly see that the gap between him and Linghu Chong was insurmountable.
