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Above the night sky, hidden in thick clouds, Lin Xuan sat leisurely on a white cloud, a handful of sunflower seeds he'd somehow acquired. Lin Wu stood beside him, wringing his hands anxiously, his eyes fixed on the battlefield below.

"Father! You still have the mind to eat sunflower seeds! That little dwarf is disgusting! He actually dared to tie up our Shang general with ropes! Let me down, and I'll stab a hole in his head with my spear!" Lin Wu's muscles were tense, and the God-Slaying Spear in his hand was emitting black energy. He wished he could jump down right away.

Lin Xuan spat out the sunflower seed shells and said slowly, "When are you going to get rid of this impatient habit? You can't fight with just brute force; you have to use your brain. Look at what that little dwarf down there is holding!"

Lin Wu peeked out and said, "It's just a glowing tattered rope. What's so special about it? My God-Slaying Spear can cut it in two with one shot."

Lin Xuan shook his head and tapped Lin Wu on the head: "You're so ignorant, yet you still won't admit it. That's Ju Liusun's Immortal-Binding Rope, a top-grade acquired spiritual treasure. This thing is incredibly effective at catching people; once it's on your radar, no matter how fast you run, it's useless. If you jump down now and stab that little dwarf to death, with a thought before he dies, the rope will either be destroyed or fly straight back to Kunlun Mountain. Wouldn't we be at a huge loss then?"

Lin Wu rubbed his head, somewhat unwillingly asking, "Then what do you suggest, Dad? We can't just watch General Deng get arrested. General Deng has always been very kind to us; he even taught me how to throw stones."

Lin Xuan grinned, revealing the signature smile of the sixth brother: "Catch him alive. This little dwarf knows earth-moving magic, he's very slippery in the ground. We need to trap him like a turtle in a jar. Just watch my signal later."

Just then, Deng Chanyu fell to the ground, and the golden light of the Immortal Binding Rope was about to fall on her.

Tu Xingsun, laughing from a short distance away, his fat face jiggling, said, "Hehehe, little lady, you'd better just accept your fate. Even immortals can't escape this Binding Immortal Rope, let alone you."

Seeing that the time was right, Lin Xuan threw down the melon seeds in his hand and stood up.

"Let's go, let's get to work."

As soon as Lin Xuan finished speaking, he vanished from the clouds. Lin Wu quickly grabbed his gun and followed.

Below, Tu Xingsun was preparing to chant an incantation to tighten the Immortal Binding Rope and pull Deng Chanyu over. Suddenly, he felt an extremely terrifying pressure descend upon him from above. This pressure didn't create a sound, but it made his heart pound wildly, and the hairs on his body stood on end.

There's a master! And a top-tier master at that!

Although Tu Xingsun was lecherous and despicable, he wasn't stupid. Having spent so many years in the Kunlun Mountains, he still had a gut feeling for danger. He didn't even dare to raise his head; his first reaction was to run.

"Earthwalking Technique! Escape!"

Tu Xingsun's hands moved swiftly, forming hand seals, and his body plunged into the ground. He had mastered the art of earth-walking to perfection; the moment he touched the earth, he would vanish without a trace.

He had already buried half his body in the mud, secretly congratulating himself on how fast he had run. Once he burrowed ten feet underground, even a golden immortal wouldn't be able to touch him.

Just as he was about to pull his head back in, a pair of feet in black boots gently landed on the ground not far in front of him.

That's Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan landed without disturbing a speck of dust. He glanced at Tu Xingsun, who was burrowing into the ground, and snorted coldly.

"You're still too green to play with dirt in front of me."

Lin Xuan lightly stomped his right foot on the ground.

This seemingly casual stomp actually concealed Lin Xuan's ultimate application of the laws of space. An invisible wave spread out instantly from Lin Xuan's foot.

The originally loose soil underground underwent a sudden structural change under the frenzied compression of the spatial laws. The voids in the soil were completely drained, and the density increased infinitely.

Tu Xingsun was digging vigorously underground. Normally, he felt as free and easy in the soil as a fish in water. But suddenly, he felt the "water" around him become viscous, then turned into cement, and finally transformed into a solid block of iron a hundred times harder than black iron!

A tremendous squeezing force surged from all directions, firmly trapping his body.

Tu Xingsun tried his best to shrink down, but he couldn't move at all. His legs, waist, and arms were all stuck in the ground, and he couldn't even bend a single finger.

His head remained on the ground.

From a distance, it looks like a bruised and swollen human head suddenly growing out of a flat surface.

"Ouch! It hurts so much! What's wrong! Why isn't my earth-walking technique working anymore!" Tu Xingsun yelled on the ground. He felt as if his internal organs were about to be crushed by the hard soil around him.

He desperately tried to blast away the surrounding earth with his internal magical power. But his meager magical power at the early stage of the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm was utterly insignificant compared to Lin Xuan's spatial laws. The moment his magical power left his body, it was forcibly forced back in.

Lin Wu landed at this moment. He carried the God-Slaying Spear, walked up to Tu Xingsun, circled him once, and then pointed at Tu Xingsun's head and laughed loudly.

"Dad! Your move was brilliant! This guy is just a rotten potato growing in the ground! Look at his swollen face, it's even quite symmetrical!" Lin Wu laughed as he poked Tu Xingsun's face with the spear shaft.

Tu Xingsun gasped in pain, staring wide-eyed at Lin Wu and Lin Xuan, his heart pounding with panic. Just who were these two? They could break my Earth-Walking Technique with a mere stomp of their feet—even my master, Ju Liusun, couldn't do that!

But he still refused to admit defeat. He believed that as long as he invoked the name of the Chan Sect, no one in the prehistoric world would dare to touch him.

"Who are you?! How dare you meddle in the affairs of my Chan Sect! Release me right now, or my master, Ju Liusun, will skin you alive!" Tu Xingsun shouted at the top of his lungs, spitting everywhere.

Lin Xuan slowly walked up to Tu Xingsun and looked down at him. His gaze was as if he were looking at a dead man.

Tu Xingsun felt uneasy under Lin Xuan's gaze, and his voice unconsciously lowered: "You... what do you want to do... I am a disciple of the Twelve Golden Immortals..."

Lin Xuan ignored him and instead turned to look at the Immortal Binding Rope that had lost control and was spinning in place in mid-air.

"The item is good, it's mine now," Lin Xuan said casually.