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第五卷 天云十二州 第一千零五十四章 灭顶之灾

Only continue to stay here!

The same thought flashed through the minds of the three.

Liu Mei waved her jade hand, and a talisman shaped like an ivory comb appeared. She intended to attack the mountain wall with the other two, but just as they were about to do so, something unexpected happened...

Their feet suddenly split apart in a strange manner, producing a creaking sound. Several tongues shot out from the cracks.

Indeed, those were tongues! But they were pitch-black like ink and clearly made of some kind of rock.

Like venomous snakes, they swept towards the three old monsters.

"Bad luck!"

Although Liu Mei was only at the early stage of Immortal Core Formation, she possessed a Yin attribute Spirit Root. Her cultivation method focused on lightness and agility, giving her better perception and reaction than other cultivators of the same rank. She immediately sensed something amiss when the ground split open, and with a quick turn, moved to the side.

Thud! The tongue missed her and, due to its momentum, collided with the mountain wall beside them.

The entire rock cave trembled as this attack exerted tens of thousands of pounds of force. Could her Qi Shield withstand it?

Thinking about being entangled, even though she was a cultivator who had seen many deaths, Liu Mei's face paled and her body began to shiver.

Eaten! Such a death method left one feeling cold all over. And more terrifyingly, as an Immortal Core Formation cultivator, she didn't recognize what kind of enemy they faced—human, monster, or demon?

Unknown dangers were the most frightening!

The expression on the other cultivators was similar. The two old monsters flew closer, back-to-back, their initial enmity forgotten in the face of common danger.

Working together might offer a chance for survival; going solo would only lead to quicker deaths.

At this critical moment, past grudges were irrelevant.

Both felt a strong sense of crisis. In the outside world, Immortal Core Formation cultivators were revered like mountains. But here, in the heart of Snowy Morn Mountain, they felt like prey for snakes.

Meanwhile, Lin Xuan was meditating in his room.

He had temporarily set aside the matter of the transmission talisman to focus on cultivation. He was performing the Great Heavenly Cycle within his body when suddenly—

His face changed abruptly as he paused his meditation. A flash of light enveloped him, and without standing up, he moved to one side while still sitting in a lotus position.

A sound like astuffythunderclap echoed in his ears. The pavilion he was in disintegrated into dust, the outer protective barrier failing completely as if made of paper.

This attack came silently, very mysterious. Lin Xuan's face darkened further. He didn't linger but flew up to over a hundred feet high, activating Nine Heaven Spirit Shield before looking down with a somber expression.

The entire Snowy Morn Sect's main hall was reduced to rubble, and the cries of pain echoed everywhere. Even with his composure, Lin Xuan couldn't help feeling shaken by this sudden and bizarre attack.

The culprits were stone pillars that emerged from the ground without warning. These pillars resembled sharp teeth of beasts, each with its own length and size, ranging from a few feet to over ten feet long.

They covered the entire mountain peak, destroying all buildings in Snowy Morn Mountain.

"What is this? A thorn attack?"

Even with his extensive knowledge, Lin Xuan was surprised. From appearances, it did resemble one.

But that couldn't be! Thorns were merely a basic earth technique, easily used by even early-stage Spirit Formation cultivators. How could they have such terrifying power?

Yellow electric arcs wrapped around the stone pillars, leaping and bouncing with abundant spiritual energy.

Who had attacked him?

Lin Xuan was shocked to find no trace of his old friend's presence.

Despite his surprise, Lin Xuan didn't show any signs of panic. Facing unknown dangers required calmness. He released his divine sense, searching for both the enemy and Qin Yan’s whereabouts.

He had seen the Cloud Fairy's abilities before; though inferior to his own, she could still match an Immortal Core Formation cultivator. It was reasonable to assume she would be fine, but this attack was a surprise ambush. Seeing her would give him peace of mind.

Soon he found what he was looking for—seven streaks of light appeared in his vision: the twin Qiang brothers, Zhu Tianyun and his wife, and several other old monsters. Qin Yan stood not far away from him.

It seemed she had sensed Lin Xuan's search as well. The Cloud Fairy nodded, while the faces of the Snowy Morn sect’s old monsters turned an even deeper shade of green.

Though they were unharmed, the sudden attack had reduced their main hall to rubble. Only a few hundred out of thousands of disciples managed to escape.

Most died in this attack!

Among them were several Core Formation Stage cultivators! This sect, though not as powerful as others in Longnan region, had just suffered an inexplicable demise. In spite of their grief and anger, the survivors were deeply frightened by the unknown technique used.

The attack covered a vast area with only one strike, possibly beyond even a Great Sage’s abilities.

Could it be a legendary Separation Stage cultivator?

This thought made them uneasy. Zhu Tianyun was the sect's headmaster; although self-centered, he still had some principles.

He grew up here and couldn't abandon his sect like a coward. "Who dares to attack this sect? Come out and fight me in the open! Hiding behind shadows, you're nothing!"

With no further hesitation, two sharp rays shot from the ground, one targeting his head and the other his abdomen, piercing towards him.

Zhu Tianyun's face darkened but he remained calm. He had anticipated such a result while cursing loudly.

He flicked his sleeves, and a small blood-red shield flew out, spinning to grow to over ten feet in diameter before turning into a layer of red light that enveloped the owner.

Puff! Puff!

Two soft sounds echoed as the red light shield deflected the attacks.

Despite the distance, Lin Xuan could see clearly. They were those sharp stone pillars.

Even if the attack wasn't from the thorn technique, how did they fly to hurt people? He had sensed spiritual energy fluctuations coming from underground.

Lin Xuan's divine sense extended again into the rock layers.

After a few moments, he frowned and opened his eyes, supporting his forehead with his hand. His expression was both surprised and puzzled.

"Something strange happened, Sister Senior. I can't say for sure."

Kun Yan’s face showed surprise as she asked, "Can’t say?"

"Yes, this attack is very mysterious. Just now, I did find something but it's too strange to be certain," Lin Xuan rubbed his forehead, speaking slowly.

"Ugh, you really should just speak clearly. You're not a fortune teller; why are you being so vague?" Kun Yan stomped her foot and pouted.

Indeed, the Cloud Fairy’s beauty was ethereal and captivating. Her slight anger only added to her charm.

Lin Xuan felt refreshed but now wasn't the time for admiring beauty.

Lin Xuan wore a wry smile: "Sister Senior, I misunderstood you. I'm not being mysterious; it's just... this situation is hard to explain. It’s best we avoid getting involved and leave quickly."

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