Facing the gazes of the Four Great Demons, Lin Xuankong slightly waved his hand. The Cyan Nether Immortal Sword quickly shrank, transforming into a three-foot-long, blue-edged sword that fell into his hand.
"What? Are you all so eager to seize the Immortal Artifact from Flower Bodhisattva's hands?" Lin Xuankong's face showed a trace of coldness as he activated the Immortal Yuan of the Pseudo-Earth Immortal Realm and said.
Hearing 'Flower Bodhisattva' speak this way, the Four Great Demons' expressions changed instantly, and they retreated several thousand feet again.
