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第五卷 天云十二州 第一千三百二十二章 与时间赛跑

"Junior Brother Kongluo, please lead 5,000 disciples of our sect to the Great Solitary Island Zheng Family's main stronghold," Lin Xuan said with a grim expression.

"Yes."

A tall and slender monk stepped out from among the crowd, bowed deeply, and then his body was enveloped in a bright green glow as he sped towards the courtyard entrance.

"Immortal Fairy Piaoyun, five hundred thousand miles east of here is where the White Sand Sect's territory begins. I will entrust them to you."

"Do not worry, High Monarch. Although I am only at the early stage of Spirit Core cultivation, eliminating a minor sect like this on an outer sea poses no problem for me."

As Lin Xuan issued one command after another, the Spirit Core cultivators in the grand hall were each assigned their tasks, leading the two sects' disciples to attack outer sea sects and clans.

In a blink of an eye, nearly 100,000 cultivators had been dispersed. Only a few thousand remained on Great Golden Island.

"Master, do you think our plan will go smoothly?" Mo'er's eyes sparkled with excitement as her melodious voice reached his ears.

"I cannot say I have full confidence, but there should be no major hitches," Lin Xuan said, rubbing his forehead. "But one person has already developed doubts and must not be allowed to disrupt our plans."

"Master means..."

At the same time, the elderly man in purple returned to his temporary cave dwelling.

Although he had always been at odds with Immortal Fairy Xunxiang, this time raising objections was not due to personal grievances. Abandoning the attack on the Far Horizon Pavilion and leaving it to the Supreme Elder's wisdom and prowess would be a foolish move.

The more Ouyang Xuedong thought about it, the more he felt something was amiss. Could Kongluo and Immortal Fairy Xunxiang have secretly surrendered to the Far Horizon Pavilion?

No, that was too absurd.

Ouyang Xuedong shook his head but his doubts remained unchanged. After a moment of contemplation, he reached out and patted his waist. An ancient-looking talisman appeared before him.

Secretly crafted sound transmission talisman!

The elderly man lowered his head and moved his lips slightly. His right hand then swept outward, and the talisman transformed into a fiery dragon that broke through the air and vanished into the night.

Only after sighing did Ouyang Xuedong's expression become grave.

However, he did not know that several miles away...

A man and woman hovered in mid-air, motionless. It was Lin Xuan and Mo'er.

Lin Xuan raised his right hand; a coiling fire dragon danced within it—the secret sound transmission talisman. No matter how hard the talisman struggled, it could not escape his control.

With a snap of his fingers, the talisman exploded with a "bang," igniting without wind. Lin Xuan sank his spirit into its depths.

After a moment, his expression darkened.

"Master, what's the news?"

"Humph, compared to other Spirit Core cultivators, Elder Zhao is a man of quick wit and cunning. However, clever people often die faster than fools."

Before he could finish speaking, Lin Xuan's body was enveloped in a bright green glow as he wrapped Mo'er and flew towards one of the vast mountains on Great Golden Island.

The elderly man in purple continued pacing in his cave dwelling when suddenly an eerie feeling descended from above.

Although cultivators cannot predict the future, as a Spirit Core cultivator with powerful spiritual awareness, Ouyang Xuedong could not afford to ignore any signs. He hurriedly extended his hand and summoned a shield, enveloping himself in a light barrier before releasing his spirit...

But there was nothing amiss within several miles.

Ouyang Xuedong's eyes flashed with confusion when suddenly a bright green light appeared, moving slowly but swiftly towards him.

Startled, Ouyang Xuedong realized it was too late to dodge. He took a deep breath and infused all his cultivation power into the shield.

However, an eerie cold wind arose out of nowhere, and he detected a faint sweet scent in his nostrils.

His cultivation power seemed to vanish.

The green light sliced through the shield like cutting tofu.

A strange dark fire followed. Before Ouyang Xuedong could cry out, he was enveloped by it.

With Lin Xuan's current abilities, dealing with an intermediate Spirit Core cultivator was not difficult, but silently killing him without alerting anyone was no easy feat either.

Fortunately, Mo'er was not idle. The master and servant worked together to destroy Elder Zhao without drawing attention.

The fall of this person did not cause a commotion; most of the other high-ranking Spirit Core cultivators had already departed.

Lin Xuan sat in meditation within his cave dwelling, adjusting his breath while monitoring Great Golden Island's activities with his spirit. After about half an hour, he opened his eyes. It was time to act. With his cultivation and powers, eliminating a thousand cultivators would be easy for Lin Xuan.

The battle had no suspense as Lin Xuan and Mo'er returned to their true forms and decapitated the thousand cultivators in less than an hour.

Lin Xuan never showed mercy towards enemies; those who opposed him should have prepared to have their souls extracted. He used the heads of these cultivators to refine the beast soul banner.

As for the island's treasures, Lin Xuan was not stingy and stored them all in his storage bag. The harvest from this mission might rival a major sect's accumulation over many years, and even with his vast wealth, it was still a significant windfall.

In the cutthroat world of cultivation, such results were expected.

Lin Xuan did not delay; he continued to rush towards the Far Horizon Pavilion. Although he had used a strategy to sow discord, Yizhou Island must be in grave danger by now. Through soul probing techniques, Lin Xuan knew the enemy's strength clearly.

Apart from several hundred Spirit Core cultivators, there were three at the Separation and Union stage between them.

Huixuan had recently successfully broken through his bottleneck and advanced to mid-Separation and Union.

They aimed to break Yizhou Island before the Far Horizon Pavilion's protective array could activate. Although Sister Rouyan was not weak, as the saying goes, two fists cannot match four hands. Even with some restrictions aiding them, could they withstand three high-ranking monsters?

Knowing that the Far Horizon Pavilion had favorable timing and resources, and despite their large numbers, those at the Separation and Union stage could manipulate primordial energy. For Lin Xuan, who was on par with a Separation and Union cultivator due to his twin cores and the Heavenly Profound Treasure, ordinary high-ranking cultivators' abilities were far inferior.

From Great Golden Island to the Far Horizon Pavilion, there were still millions of miles left. Even using his teleportation techniques, it would take several hours. Whether they could hold out was uncertain.

The situation was urgent, so Mo'er did not return to the Celestial Oracle Mansion. The master and servant flew together at a faster speed.

PS: Sorry for the delay today due to some matters. However, Phantasm Rain promised to be more active this month, so there will be another chapter tonight, just very late. Please vote for monthly tickets!

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