Guided by the Divine Sense sensing remaining on the star compass, Lin Chuan knew the primordial spirit left on the compass was about to perish. Right behind it, those two late-stage Mysterious Immortal old monsters were rapidly closing in.
Far behind those two late-stage Mysterious Immortal old monsters, two mid-stage Mysterious Immortal cultivators were also speeding along.
Ripples echoed beneath Lin Chuan's feet, yet he never merged with heaven and earth; he was waiting for the right moment.
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