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第五卷 天云十二州 第一千一百八十四章 九圣兽

Ouyang Qinxin was trapped in the magical array, and Lin Xuan's expression turned pale without hesitation. He waved his sleeves, and a streak of greenish-blue light shot out. It was about a foot long but emitted dazzling spiritual light, sending a terrifying aura skyward.

A sharp sound echoed as Ouyang Qinxin’s Green Fire Sword struck the light barrier. Among Lin Xuan's treasures, this sword ranked just below the supreme divine treasure in terms of offensive power. With all his might, its destructive force was formidable indeed.

However, the light barrier shimmered and deflected the green fire away, making the attack ineffective. Soon, a buzzing sound filled the air as a milky-white glow enveloped everything. After a momentary flicker, it settled down, and Ouyang Qinxin’s figure vanished from the eastern magical array.

"Qinxin!"

Lin Xuan was both shocked and angry, his face contorted with rage. He flashed through the Nine Heaven Microsteps, like a whirlwind, rushing into the magical array. Concern can cloud judgment; Lin Xuan was now furious beyond measure.

Moonlight flashed her reassuring smile as she said, "Young Master, don't worry. It's just teleportation. Ouyang Sister might not be in danger."

Indeed, the Aśura King’s mansion was too mysterious for comfort. Qinxin was only at the early stage of cultivation and had just recovered from severe injuries with lingering toxins in her body. How could she remain calm?

"Still... it's useless to rush," Lin Xuan nodded, agreeing with Moonlight. He took a deep breath, forcing himself to suppress his agitation.

He surveyed the magical array around him. Compared to other cultivators, Lin Xuan’s knowledge was extensive, and he had studiedarray technique quite deeply. However, this particular array was incomprehensible. It wasn't like any ordinary teleportation array; it likely served multiple purposes.

Lin Xuan ignored all that for now. He just wanted to know where Qinxin had been teleported. After a moment of hesitation, he saw nine grooves evenly distributed around the magical array and reached out with his sleeves. A streak of green light emerged, snatching a small stone and examining it carefully. It was a high-grade crystal but faintly luminescent, indicating that its spiritual energy had long been depleted.

Lin Xuan’s face showed deep thought as he took several high-grade crystals from his storage bag and placed them in the grooves. Meanwhile, Ouyang Qinxin, enveloped by white light, teleported to an unfamiliar location.

Though her abilities were far inferior to Lin Xuan's, she was still a cultivator of the earlyyuan baby stage, having faced many trials over three hundred years. Despite the strange incident, she remained composed and prepared for combat.

However, around her, everything was quiet; no enemies surrounded her.

Ouyang Qinxin exhaled in relief as she looked around. The scene before her was a white cave with thick ice covering the walls. The only exit stood tall like a pillar, suggesting she was trapped in an icy prison.

She frowned, realizing she had been sent to this place unexpectedly. She wouldn't sit idly by; her golden seven-stringed zither appeared in her arms as she gently plucked its strings. A golden light wave shot out and struck the iron pillar with force.

A soft thud echoed as Ouyang Qinxin’s sound cultivation was no joke, comparable to any supreme technique. The rusted pillar reflected the golden light wave back despite its appearance.

Qinxin frowned as she played more notes, creating a three-foot-long bird in mid-air. With sharp beak and claws, it pecked at the iron pillar but failed to break through.

Lin Xuan had placed the crystals and cast another spell. This time, he heard buzzing sounds, indicating the array was activated. He leaped onto the platform with joy.

However, instead of teleportation, a milky-white glow flashed, revealing no change in position. Instead, thick ghostly fog emerged from beneath the magical array. The grayish-white fog was sticky, and Lin Xuan quickly opened his Nine Heaven Spirit Shield. A sibilant sound echoed as the fog seemed to erode the shield.

Lin Xuan’s face paled as a deep growl reverberated from underground. He stumbled, realizing that even the growling had an effect on his mind, similar to Qinxin's sound cultivation. Could there be some terrifying monster beneath this array?

"Young Master, look!"

Moonlight’s panicked voice reached him just as he turned to see a cauldron glowing brightly. The carved patterns of the mythical creatures—especially the qilin—glowed with vibrant light, almost alive.

Lin Xuan turned his head; similar scenes played out in other cauldrons: the four sacred beasts and the nine-tailed fox, each emitting spiritual light from their carvings. These weren't ordinary engravings but contained the divine consciousness of true celestial creatures.

Before he could fully process this, the lid of one cauldron opened, and a beam of light shot out. Above him, a qilin appeared, though just an illusion. Nevertheless, it emitted a terrifying aura.

The lids of the other cauldrons flew open in succession. In moments, golden dragons, colorful phoenixes, chaos beasts, and the nine-tailed fox of the holy beast appeared, all floating in mid-air.

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