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第五卷 天云十二州 第一千三百一十八章 灭敌

"Namaste, the收获 indeed was impressive. However, eliminating those lowly maidservants of the Sky's End Pavilion is sufficient; there is no need to indiscriminately slaughter all the cultivators on Qi Jin Island," Qiong Neng folded his hands and sighed with a dismissive nod.

"How so? Has the master softened?"

"Not softening, just that this old monk feels it unnecessary to provoke enemies for no reason."

"Provoke enemies?" Xunxiang Fairy adjusted her hair, revealing a mocking smile at the corner of her mouth. "The master truly holds those insignificant fish in such high regard. In the Outer Sea, aside from the Sky's End Pavilion, all other sects and families are negligible. Killing them is as good as killing them; do they dare seek revenge for just a few disciples?"

"Moreover, this palace does not wish to kill innocents indiscriminately. Separating the maidservants of the Sky's End Pavilion from the rest would be time-consuming and laborious. The Supreme Elder limited us to one day to converge, so there is no time to dawdle…" Xunxiang Fairy's dismissive voice entered his ears.

Qiong Neng remained silent as he listened; her words had some merit.

However, this would offend all sects in the Outer Sea, making it harder for them to be subdued later on.

Well, let future matters take care of themselves. For now, the immediate task is to eliminate the Sky's End Pavilion first.

The two began greedily counting their spoils.

Meanwhile, Lin Xuan had already infiltrated Qi Jin Island and rescued several cultivators from other sects along the way, spreading rumors that the Ten Thousand Buddha Sect and Ling Soul Valley aimed not at the Sky's End Pavilion but to annex the entire Outer Sea cultivation realm.

If it were any other time, the other sects would have scoffed at such a claim. But now, having just escaped their clutches, they believed these rumors without question out of spite.

It was only a matter of time before these rumors spread throughout the Outer Sea.

Of course, relying solely on this wouldn't make those Outer Sea cultivation sects dare ally with the Sky's End Pavilion; after all, their enemies were too formidable.

But in Lin Xuan's plan, this rumor was just the first step. He still had other tricks up his sleeve.

Zhao Feng was an early-stage Incubus cultivator who served as an outer hall elder within Ling Soul Valley. Although Incubus cultivators were top-tier existences in the mortal world, as one of the seven major forces among the Twelve States of Heavenly Cloud, the sect boasted many powerful experts, and his position wasn't particularly prominent.

After all, for such a large sect, early-stage Incubus cultivators weren't something to boast about. Moreover, he had chosen a cultivation technique that required minimal essence pills and was easier to advance in.

However, every coin has two sides. Such techniques were weak in power; while formidable against Core Formation stage cultivators, they were utterly helpless when facing peers of the same rank.

That's why Zhao Feng wasn't selected for this raid on Sky's End Pavilion; instead, he was chosen as one of the leaders to accompany the main force.

Qi Jin Island had been breached, and no high-ranking cultivator remained. Unlike Cloud State, which had a few sects and families, there were very few Incubus cultivators in the Outer Sea.

Suspended mid-air with a smug expression, Zhao Feng had just killed several cultivators, one of whom was the young master of some minor sect. The storage bag contained considerable wealth; he had made a small fortune.

Zhao Feng released his divine sense. As an Incubus cultivator, his divine sense could cover over a hundred miles without issue. He quickly spotted new targets.

"Ha ha, meeting Zhao, you're unlucky."

He muttered to himself, emitting a layer of green light. However, at this moment, a cold voice echoed in his ears: "Fond of the weak and afraid of the strong; is that all the courage of Ling Soul Valley's cultivators?"

"Who?"

Zhao Feng was taken aback, his face turning pale. Although the opponent's abilities were weak, he had considerable experience. Without hesitation, he struck a palm on his head, and a yellowish-orange shield flew out from his mouth.

A spell struck it, causing the shield to emit a dazzling light, forming a dense light curtain that enveloped him.

Zhao Feng let out a sigh of relief; this golden shield was something he had spent much effort acquiring. Even an Incubus cultivator at mid-stage could easily block its attack with full force.

After all, he knew his own strength; in the same rank, his abilities were too formidable, so he spared no expense to obtain such a crucial treasure that could save him in critical moments.

"Who? Come out and face me if you have the guts. Hiding like a coward is not what a hero does."

Zhao Feng shouted with wide eyes, but his tone betrayed his inner fear.

"Hmph, this Lin doesn't hide; it's your strength that's too weak. If you want to see me, fine, I'll let you be a ghost today."

A calm voice entered his ears as a figure slowly emerged from the distance, about ten feet away. Terrifying spiritual pressure descended from the sky.

Zhao Feng was instantly drenched in cold sweat; his face was filled with shock: "Late-stage Incubus cultivator, who are you?"

"Who am I? To a dead man, what's there to talk about?"

Lin Xuan spoke without any emotion or joy, his tone tinged with mockery. He waved his sleeve, and dozens of five-colored sword qi, each about an inch long, emerged like fish swimming in the wind.

As they swayed, they rapidly grew to three feet long.

"Quickly!"

Lin Xuan pointed a finger; the five-colored sword qi emitted dazzling light, raining down from all directions as if a fierce storm.

Zhao Feng was terrified and realized he couldn't dodge. He quickly turned his face into a grimace, extending his hand and pounding his chest several times before spitting out a mouthful of blood.

The blood exploded, seeping into the shield, causing the light curtain to turn vibrant with an eerie hue.

Lin Xuan ignored it; the five-colored sword qi soon surrounded the enemy. With a sound that made teeth ache, the light curtain was torn apart like paper.

Then, the sword qi struck the shield. This treasure wasn't ordinary; the sword qi was slightly obstructed. Lin Xuan raised his left hand and sent out another layer of green light from his sleeve, slicing through the shield as if cutting tofu.

Zhao Feng was terrified but couldn't dodge. Green flames encircled him, causing a shower of blood to erupt into the sky. His head exploded in a loud sound, his body disintegrating into fragments.

"Late-stage Incubus trying to escape—futile," Qiong Neng reacted swiftly despite some surprise. He instantly used Nine Heaven Microsteps to block the enemy's path.

However, green light flashed as a large green hand appeared, reaching out for him.

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