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第五卷 天云十二州 第一千零四十三章 危险,真灵一击

The beast's eyes flashed with a fierce light as it let out a thunderous roar, its claws suddenly sharpened to six-tenths of their original size. The claws were now over dozens of feet in length and looked incredibly menacing. Lin Xuan and Qin Yan seemed like tiny ants.

There was no way to avoid the attack. The giant claw descended with the weight of a mountain.

Facing such a terrifying assault, Qin Yan's face turned pale as despair washed over her heart. But Lin Xuan did not give up. Since entering the cultivation world, he had experienced too much bloodshed and turmoil. Although the danger was greater now, it wasn't something to be overly concerned about!

His body surged with boundless magical power as Lin Xuan's hand seals changed rapidly.

Qin Yan bit her pearl-like teeth, occasionally catching a glimpse of Lin Xuan's expression. His ordinary face brought comfort.

Especially his eyes—bold and resolute! Something seemed to stir within her heart.

For a moment, Qin Yan felt a sense of shame.

He had been dragged into this dangerous place to save her. He was still fighting, so how could she give up?

Boom!

In the sky, lightning pierced through the heavens as several Core Formation Realm existences clashed. The sky turned completely dark, with bitter winds and hail falling over an area of a hundred miles.

Qin Yan combed her hair and opened her cherry lips to recite a mysterious and obscure incantation:

"Senior Brother, should we really leave like this? Leaving that Cloud Fairy behind without considering her safety. If the people from the Sky's Edge Pavilion find out, they might bring great misfortune upon our sect."

A woman in her thirties with a worried expression spoke up. Her features resembled Zhu Qianru’s.

"There's no way around it. The battle has surpassed what we can control. A Core Formation late-stage puppet self-destructing—no matter if we stay or not, the outcome won't change," Zhu Tianyun sighed. "The Sky's Edge Pavilion won’t be unreasonable."

"Reason? When has the cultivation world ever been swayed by reason? It’s all about who has the stronger fist. Even if they know it was unavoidable, Qin Yan's identity is special. Her master is a senior monster of the Separation and Union stage. To appease the Elder Grandmaster's anger, the Sky's Edge Pavilion might use us as a scapegoat," said the woman in red with her pearl-like teeth biting down.

Zhu Tianyun sighed. Although he didn’t want to admit it, his wife had a point. He had hoped to please the Sky's Edge Pavilion but ended up making things worse.

If only that Cloud Fairy could have survived.

But he knew this was impossible; such an explosion would reduce even a Core Formation late-stage cultivator to ashes.

With the incantation, Qin Yan’s complexion turned even paler. Then, a tempting red glow appeared as her slender hands lifted and grabbed Lin Xuan's hand. Her fingers interlocked, and a spell shot out from their palms into the top of his magical artifact.

The ice-fire wall flickered, emitting brilliant golden light amidst crackling sounds. The beast’s claws pressed down with force.

Sizzle…

A sound so sharp that it made one’s teeth ache echoed as lightning bolts wrapped around the claws, each about a foot in diameter.

But these were black lightning bolts.

They transformed into countless electric snakes, biting at the ice-fire wall.

Any other artifact would have been destroyed instantly. But could the Nine Heavens Bright Moon Ring and Ice-Fire Brocade compare to ordinary treasures?

A flash of spiritual light appeared as hundreds of ring shadows and tiny dragons emerged, entangling with the electric snakes. In the sky, spiritual energy surged, but for the monster, this was just the beginning.

Roar!

The beast raised its head and let out a roar. The sound waves caused the ground to tremble. Its massive claws finally made contact with the ice-fire wall.

Puff…

Qin Yan immediately spat out blood as Lin Xuan’s bones creaked under the immense pressure.

This final layer of defense was formidable, but the monster's pressure was too great, far exceeding his expectations.

Although the opponent could only exist for a few moments, he might be crushed to dust before that happened.

Lin Xuan’s face darkened as he slowly raised his right hand. Now he had his last trump card—True Spirit Strike!

Qin Yan's condition worsened further. Although Lin Xuan had blocked about seventy percent of the attack, the Cloud Fairy was only at the Core Formation early stage and hadn't learned any beast cultivation techniques. The previous strike already caused internal injuries.

But now, Qin Yan’s face no longer showed fear.

Her courage seemed to stem from Lin Xuan's efforts.

She would not give up until the very end.

With her pearl-like teeth biting down, Qin Yan seemed to have made a decision. Her two slender hands clapped together, and a pinkish fog emerged from her body.

Lin Xuan felt somewhat surprised but had no time to delve deeper at this moment.

He moved swiftly beside Qin Yan.

To perform True Spirit Strike, they couldn't stay so close anymore. His hands danced in the air as countless ring shadows appeared, resembling a thousand-handed Guanyin.

Then, his spiritual energy surged into both palms, draining almost every drop from his body and reaching all the way to his dantian and meridians.

His mind went blank as he felt dizzy from the depletion of his magical power. This move was incredibly powerful but required a high level of mental and spiritual focus to execute.

Concentrating his spiritual energy, Lin Xuan clasped his hands in front of him with a solemn expression.

His body’s spiritual energy condensed into a small ball about the size of an egg. Inside this ball, there was a tiger no more than three inches long.

Majestic!

This True Spirit Strike mimicked a secret technique from a divine beast in the spirit realm.

The identity of that divine beast became clear—White Tiger, alongside Phoenix and True Dragon.

Sizzle…

Without their support, the ice-fire wall finally gave way, cracking like spider silk. It shattered into countless pieces as two silver rings and a ribbon-like artifact appeared but were dimly glowing.

Clearly, they had suffered some damage, but it wasn’t severe. With proper cultivation, they could recover.

With no more barriers, the beast’s claws slammed down on their heads from afar, causing the surrounding air to seem frozen. The immense spiritual pressure made breathing difficult.

Lin Xuan's eyes turned fierce as he raised his hands above his head and shouted: "Break!"

The light ball that gathered all his magical power shattered, and a miniature white tiger roared out, rapidly growing in size. Soon it was over three feet long, though still smaller than the beast’s claws, its presence was formidable. It charged forward with an angry roar.

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