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第五卷 天云十二州 第一千二百三十一章 倒霉的慧通

Huitong was utterly shocked. Without a moment's hesitation, he used his instant teleportation technique. His figure blurred momentarily before reappearing more than twenty meters away. Only then did he turn around to see that the spot where he had just stood was now enveloped in a dark cloud.

The cloud wasn't large, but it exuded an aura of malevolence and seemed to form a vortex. Lightning flashed within, crackling and dancing.

From inside the妖 cloud came a terrifying roar, shocking and unlike any beast from this world. Huitong's pupils constricted as he felt a sense of unease.

Although the pressure was only that of an婴期 cultivator, for some reason, Huitong felt a strange fear rise within him.

It seemed like he had encountered his natural enemy!

A mountain breeze blew past, and slowly, the妖 cloud began to disperse. Its front paws extended, and with a slight wave, a bright claw beam appeared. The space flickered as Huitong stumbled out.

However, the old monk's face showed no signs of panic. Even the young Lin had managed to break his instant teleportation technique, so it was not surprising that an upper realm monster like Tujin could have such a spell.

Huitong's small hand made a gesture, and from his mouth, he exhaled a stream of essence energy, forming a talisman-like object which entered his forehead. He attempted another instant teleportation.

"Trying to run? Huh—"

Tujin sneered. With a flick of its front paw, a bright claw beam appeared. The space shimmered again as Huitong tumbled out.

But the old monk's face showed no signs of panic. Even if Lin Xiao could break his instant teleportation technique, it was not surprising for an upper realm monster like Tujin to have such abilities. After all, its true body’s cultivation level far exceeded that of a mere婴期 cultivator, and its understanding of spatial techniques was incomparable.

Huitong's expression turned panicked as Tujin vanished from sight, using a more advanced version of the instant flash technique.

Terrifying malevolent energy surged around him. Huitong did not want to sit idly by. A layer of greenish aura appeared on his small face.

He clapped his hands and expelled a core essence from his body. The ice columns formed like sharp needles, flying towards Tujin with the speed of a fierce wind. This was just the first wave of attacks.

Next, Huitong spread his arms wide as nearby primordial energy condensed into thousands of thick ice columns. Counting them, there were over ten thousand. Even though his physical body had been destroyed, relying on his infantile body, his techniques far surpassed those of ordinary great cultivators.

"Quickly!"

With a light exclamation from Huitong, the ice columns shot forward like a storm, piercing towards the monster. Each tip was as sharp as a spear.

"Tsk, foolish old man."

Tujin's ugly face showed a hint of anger. Without any action, primordial energy gathered around it.

Boom!

A wall of flames appeared before them, burning fiercely and blindingly.

"Impossible!"

Huitong was both shocked and angry. He knew that Tujin ranked among the Four Fiends of the Spirit Realm but this was just a fragment of its soul, still at the婴期 level. How could it summon primordial energy?

This was clearly a sign of an upper realm existence, violating common sense in the Spirit World.

However, the facts were as they were. The golden "Buddha" character and countless ice columns were all easily absorbed by the flame wall.

Huitong's expression turned from ugly to one filled with fear. His techniques had become child’s play before this opponent. With his physical body destroyed and no treasures left, how could he fight?

Was he about to perish?

Just as these thoughts flashed through his mind, Tujin laughed wildly, lunging forward with its bloody mouth open and a red tongue extending like a whip.

"Ah!"

Huitong was terrified, his golden aura flashing as he flew towards the horizon.

This escape seemed utterly foolish, but what else could Huitong do at this moment?

His retreat speed was fast, flying more than a hundred meters away in an instant. But suddenly, Tujin's tongue became extremely thin and easily pierced through his infantile body.

The monster curled its tongue around Huitong’s infantile soul, chewing it with satisfaction as if savoring delicious food.

"Good, good."

Tujin, who had been enjoying the moment, suddenly widened its eyes. While devouring Huitong's infantile soul, it also performed a soul-searching technique.

Intending to torment this old fool, Tujin was surprised by the information it obtained. The young Lin Xiao was not far away. This old monk’s predicament stemmed from being defeated by that boy who had destroyed his physical body.

Tujin's face turned extremely gloomy. He remembered Lin Xiao vividly; they had fought fiercely in the Quan Yin Mountains, and he had suffered greatly. That boy had advanced to the后期婴期 stage, matching the power of an upper realm cultivator—how was that possible? However, the results of the soul-searching were undeniable.

If Tujin acted on its nature, it would immediately seek revenge against Lin Xiao, but after learning about his strength, Tujin chose a more cautious approach. Although he might not lose, there was no certainty of winning either.

Moreover, having just devoured an upper realm cultivator’s infantile soul, closing himself off to break through the core essence was the most pressing matter. A gentleman's revenge could wait for ten years; Tujin had plenty of time.

The soul-searching continued as Tujin stopped chewing and continued with this secret technique. In the next moment, its expression became even more agitated—almost frightening.

Princess Xin Yue, that girl actually came here too.

As one of the Four Fiends of the Spirit Realm, Tujin was well aware of Xin Yue's identity. While she wasn’t significant, her father was the top existence in the Spirit Realm, and even his true body would not dare to provoke him. This made things complicated.

Moreover, why was she with Lin Xiao? Calling him 'big brother'—this matter was indeed troubling.

And then, on another side.

Tianzhou.

This place was quite unique.

Firstly, its area was extremely small, even smaller than the Yanzhou where Puyun Valley was located, and incomparable to the vastness of Yunzhou.

However, in ancient times, it had been a holy land for cultivation. The region’s resources were rich with numerous spiritual lands and countless treasures. If there was one place in the human world that most resembled the Spirit Realm, it would be Tianzhou. Otherwise, the Diao family would not have chosen it as their headquarters during its heyday. This small state was almost entirely occupied by them, leaving no room for other forces.

However, even the mightiest sects had their rise and fall. Millions of years ago, taking advantage of the Diao family's weakness, seven major sects and their affiliated powers mobilized thousands of cultivators, mostly at the凝聚丹期 level or above. There were nearly a thousand婴期 cultivators, along with seven upper realm monsters—true elite forces.

In that great battle, not only was the Diao family destroyed, but Tianzhou itself was also ruined, becoming similar to Yanzhou today. The passage of time had long since made it forgotten by cultivators.

However, several months ago, a handsome young cultivator appeared here.

Wearing flowing white robes and dressed like a nobleman from an aristocratic family, Lin Xiao would have been shocked if he saw him—this was none other than Tian Xiaojian.

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