The pressure on him grew greater, but the darkness on his face turned increasingly wild.
He snapped his left hand over his right, and his previously broken right arm was restored to its original position. This action earned a slight nod of admiration from the old Daoist above, but admiration aside, the old Daoist showed no intention of holding back.
Lin Xiao had committed a capital offense.
By disrespecting him in front of his face, even if he was a peerless prodigy, even if he possessed the true dragon's aura, he could not let this person live.
This was an insult to him.
*Crack.*
Lin Xiao's arm, which had just been reset, was broken once more.
This time, both arms were broken.
Even so, not a trace of fear appeared on Lin Xiao's face. Both his arms were bent in an extremely bizarre manner, yet his eyes remained fixed on the old Daoist in the sky.
"I remember you."
Lin Xiao suddenly spoke.
"That day, the one who told my fortune was you." The old fortune-teller Lin Xiao had met that day, the one who told him the end was near, bore a strong resemblance to this man.
The difference was, that old Daoist could be heard speaking, whereas this man, like the shadow, his voice appeared directly in Lin Xiao's mind.
"Fortune-telling?"
The old Daoist frowned. Although he wore the attire of a Daoist priest, he had never told fortunes for anyone.
In the past, the outer disciples of this Daoist temple handled such matters.
"It wasn't you..."
Lin Xiao tilted his head. To the old Daoist, Lin Xiao now appeared exceedingly strange; in fact, any human would find him bizarre.
His deformed hands were, as he spoke, slowly and continuously recovering.
What was going on with Lin Xiao?
This person's natural regenerative ability was too powerful.
The old Daoist felt his dignity was compromised. He had intended to teach Lin Xiao a lesson, to save face for himself, so that after Lin Xiao felt the pain, he would apologize properly and leave. But this brat had such a move up his sleeve? His show of restraint now made him seem rather foolish.
"If it wasn't you..." Lin Xiao grinned, "Doesn't that mean I can make a grand spectacle?"
With that said, a sphere like a water bubble seemed to appear around him, enveloping his entire body. Within this bubble, Lin Xiao's hands had already recovered. He held his combat knife, and under the protection of this bubble, he slowly ascended, reaching the same height as the old Daoist.
The members of the Shadow Assassin sect watching from afar could not believe their eyes.
A mere child at the Divine Realm, not only was he unharmed under the leader's attack, but he now seemed to be confronting the leader's domain?!
"You've comprehended a domain."
The old Daoist immediately recognized the true nature of this water-bubble-like phenomenon.
This was a domain. However, Lin Xiao's domain was different from his own, which enveloped the entire Daoist temple; this one merely surrounded Lin Xiao's body.
"Since you intend to stop me... then don't blame me..."
Lin Xiao's mind was somewhat chaotic. He stared intently at the old Daoist, his sole thought now was:
Kill this old Daoist!
"Foolish."
The old Daoist let out a soft snort, and a crack appeared in Lin Xiao's domain.