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第五卷 天云十二州 第一千二百五十五章 灵宝失效

In an instant, the sky and earth seemed to change color. Violent winds swept around, and a terrifying aura gathered. Before the ghost claws could reach, space began to distort. Several lightning bolts as thick as a child's arm appeared in Lin Xuan’s line of sight.

Lin Xuan’s pupils constricted involuntarily. It was no wonder this mid-stage Separation ghost had sealed off all his escape routes with just one strike; he had no choice but to take the hard route. Damn it!

Lin Xuan’s body shimmered with a faint green light, showing no signs of negligence. His mana surged like a tidal wave into the Demon Destiny Sword. He gritted his teeth and swung downward fiercely. The dazzling sword energy reappeared in his vision, more expansive than before. The surface of the sword was encased in runes that emitted a pleasant ringing sound.

This time, Lin Xuan spared nothing.

The ghost’s expression turned grave as it hesitated. Dark flames appeared on its claws, while armor-like scales covered its arms.

When they touched, a massive explosion echoed. Despite the runes protecting the ghost claws, Lin Xuan’s face contorted in discomfort.

For the first time, the Heavenly Treasure failed to work; the silver sword energy was actually broken through.

"Impossible!"

Even with his composure, Lin Xuan couldn’t help but exclaim in shock. He hadn’t anticipated such a result.

Of course, the ghost wasn’t unscathed either. Pain etched across its face as scales cracked and its arm shriveled significantly.

Lin Xuan’s pupils constricted. Facing a mid-stage Separation ghost, he didn’t expect the Black Gold Dragon Armor to be effective. He flashed past and was about to use Nine Heaven Stepping.

But the ghost’s claws were much faster than expected. As they approached, it suddenly accelerated and collided with the golden light barrier. The shattering sound filled his ears as the light barrier rapidly dimmed.

Lin Xuan felt a bolt of lightning strike his chest. He hurriedly activated the Nine Heaven Spirit Shield, though he still couldn’t block it entirely; it was better than using his body to take the hit. A black flash sent him flying.

"Eh?"

The evil ghost examined its claws, its grotesque face filled with surprise. Not just a mere Core Formation cultivator, even an old-timer at Separation stage would surely fall in death if they tried to withstand one of its strikes. How could this opponent remain unscathed?

In truth, Lin Xuan had flown over a hundred paces before finally stopping himself. His chest heaved with turbulent qi and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.

How close it was!

If not for practicing the Phoenix Dance Nine Heavens technique, his body’s strength would have been comparable to that of a peer-level monster. At this critical moment, he had activated the Azure Flame Qilin Armor, which might have saved him. This ghost’s power was truly formidable; mid-stage Separation was indeed no easy feat.

After experiencing that life-and-death moment, Lin Xuan couldn’t deny his fear, but Mo Er was here. He had no choice but to face it. With a wave of his sleeve, the Nine Heaven Jade Ring emerged and hovered around him. Then he flicked his hand; the green flames and Azure Flame Whip shimmered in the air before him.

Lin Xuan wasn’t done yet. He intended to use other treasures. This eight-eyed ghost was undoubtedly the most formidable creature he had encountered since entering Immortal cultivation, so he wouldn’t hold back, preparing to unleash both his treasures and techniques together.

"Aaaaah!"

The ghost didn’t show any weakness either. It opened its mouth and spat out a strange object—a black chain with a large iron ball at the end. The surface of the ball was covered in sharp spines, resembling a meteor hammer.

Lin Xuan took a deep breath; the Azure Flame Qilin Armor not only served as protection but also significantly enhanced his own mana and techniques.

He flipped his wrist, and the Illusory Green Flame appeared.

"Quickly!"

Just as Lin Xuan was about to attack, something unexpected happened.

"Stop!"

A clear voice rang out. A tiny streak of light appeared before them.

A beautiful young girl materialized with painted eyebrows and a small stature, barely reaching a foot in height.

Sure enough, it was Xiao Tao!

"You two must be full from eating too much. Miss Mo Er is at the critical stage of forming her core; instead, you’re playing a self-destructive game."

Xiao Tao’s face was filled with anger as she crossed her arms and scolded them loudly.

Lin Xuan raised an eyebrow and paused his actions. His composure wouldn’t allow him to argue with this fiery young girl, but her words made him look thoughtful—could they be allies? The implications were deep.

Lin Xuan’s gaze shifted. The fierce ghost, who had just been menacing, now showed fear in the face of Xiao Tao’s accusations, much like a servant before his master.

The ghost opened its mouth and began to babble, but Lin Xuan couldn’t understand it; naturally, it was from the Netherworld language.

"Was it you who started this?"

Xiao Tao turned to Lin Xuan with an unsympathetic expression. This guy actually had the nerve to accuse others first. Lin Xuan stared at the ghost in surprise but didn’t bother arguing further: "Xiao Tao, let me ask—how is Mo Er? Is she doing well?"

"Why should I tell you this pig."

Lin Xuan was speechless and his face turned grim. He never lost when it came to personal gains, but he had allowed Xiao Tao out of kindness for Mo Er. However, there were limits; her insensitivity at a time like this was too much.

"Xiao Tao, one last question—how is Mo Er?"

Lin Xuan’s voice softened, yet a chill ran down Xiao Tao’s spine. Although the girl was mischievous, she wasn’t stupid.

After all, she had lived through countless years and could read people well. She could tell Lin Xuan was angry.

However, the brief chill in Xiao Tao’s heart dissipated quickly; after all, she wasn’t just any cultivator but a spirit from a divine treasure that had come to life. Apart from True Immortals, even late-stage Golden Tribulation or Spirit Realm Monarchs wouldn’t intimidate her. Lin Xuan, merely a Core Formation cultivator, was insignificant to her.

Thus, Xiao Tao paid no heed to his threats. However, her gaze softened towards him. She wasn’t intimidated by Lin Xuan; this pig had its merits—though he was somewhat fickle, his deep affection for Miss Mo Er truly moved her deeply.

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