“ bīng jiě ？” kōng huì yī è ， zuǐ jiǎo biān lù chū jǐ fēn jī cháo zhī sè ：“ shī zhǔ hǎo dà de kǒu qì ， bù rú nǐ yǐn jǐng jiù chuō ，．”
“兵解？”空晦一愕，嘴角边露出几分讥嘲之色：“施主好大的口气，不如你引颈就戳，．”
"Decisive Disintegration?" Qinghui was taken aback, a hint of mockery playing at the corners of his mouth. "Scholar, you speak with great confidence. Why don't you just offer your neck for the sword?"
“ ó ， kàn lái dà shī duì zì jǐ xìn xīn shí zú ， nà wǒ men jiù shǒu dǐ xià jiàn zhēn zhāng le 。”
“哦，看来大师对自己信心十足，那我们就手底下见真章了。”
"Oh, it seems Master is very confident in himself," Lin Xuan said, his voice barely audible as he spoke. "Then let's see who emerges victorious."
lín xuān huà yīn wèi luò ， xiù páo yī fú ， zhǐ jiàn líng guāng shǎn shuò ， shù shí dào jiàn máng cóng yī xiù zhōng yú yóu ér chū 。
林轩话音未落，袖袍一拂，只见灵光闪烁，数十道剑芒从衣袖中鱼游而出。
Before the words left his lips, his sleeves fluttered, and several sword beams shot out from within.
yíng fēng jiù zhǎng ， zhuǎn yǎn jiān yǐ yǒu zhàng xǔ lái zhǎng ， rú yī dào wǔ yán liù sè de bō làng ， céng céng dié dié de yǒng xiàng duì fāng 。
迎风就涨，转眼间已有丈许来长，如一道五颜六色的波浪，层层叠叠的涌向对方。
They expanded with the wind, quickly growing to a dozen feet long, forming a colorful wave that surged towards their opponent.
shēng shì fēi tóng xiǎo kě ， fù jìn de xiū shì wú bù liǎn lù jīng hài zhī sè ， fēn fēn tuì suō ， hài pà yí bù xiǎo xīn bèi juǎn rù ， yāng jí chí yú kě jiù zhuī huǐ mò jí le 。
声势非同小可，附近的修士无不脸露惊骇之色，纷纷退缩，害怕一不小心被卷入，殃及池鱼可就追悔莫及了。
The scene was impressive enough to send nearby cultivators into shock. They all retreated, fearing they might be drawn in by mistake.
rán ér kōng huì què shì ruò wú dǔ ， jū rán tóng yàng méi yǒu jì chū rèn hé fáng yù de bǎo wù ， zhǐ shì shuāng shǒu yī hé ， wǔ sè fó guāng cóng tā de qū tǐ lǐ sà rán mào chū ， xíng chéng le yī dào cuǐ càn wú bǐ de guāng mù 。
然而空晦却视若无睹，居然同样没有祭出任何防御的宝物，只是双手一合，五色佛光从他的躯体里飒然冒出，形成了一道璀璨无比的光幕。
But Qinghui paid no heed, not even summoning any defensive artifacts. Instead, he clasped his hands together, and vibrant Buddhist light erupted from his body, forming a dazzling light barrier.
“ bù zhī sǐ huó ！”
“不知死活！”
"Unlucky!"
lín xuān hái zhēn méi bèi tóng jiē rú cǐ xiǎo kàn guò ， yào zhī dào yǐ tā fǎ lì de shēn hòu chéng dù ， kě bǐ yì bān hòu qī xiū shì jīng chún shù bèi zhī duō ， zhè xiē jiàn qì suī shì suí shǒu fàng chū ， dàn měi yī dào de wēi lì què bù xùn yú yuán chū xiū shì de běn mìng bǎo wù 。
林轩还真没被同阶如此小看过，要知道以他法力的深厚程度，可比一般后期修士精纯数倍之多，这些剑气虽是随手放出，但每一道的威力却不逊于元初修士的本命宝物。
Lin Xuan hadn't been underestimated so casually before. With his immense power, it far exceeded that of most late-stage cultivators by several times. Even though the sword beams were casually released, each one was as powerful as a top-grade treasure weapon wielded by an initial-stage cultivator.
lín xuān lěng hēng le yī shēng ， jiàn máng de wēi lì dùn shí yòu zēng dà le sān fēn 。
林轩冷哼了一声，剑芒的威力顿时又增大了三分。
A cold snort escaped Lin Xuan's lips, and the power of the sword beams increased by threefold.
tā suī rán yě méi yǒu xiǎng guò ， rú cǐ zhè bān jiù néng zhǎn shā yī míng yuán yīng hòu qī de dà xiū xiān zhě ， dàn zhì shǎo yào ràng duì fāng chī diǎn kǔ tóu 。
他虽然也没有想过，如此这般就能斩杀一名元婴后期的大修仙者，但至少要让对方吃点苦头。
While he didn't expect to kill this late-stage Core Formation cultivator with such ease, at least he wanted to make him suffer.
rán ér jiē xià lái fā shēng de yí mù ， què dà chū lín xuān yù liào zhī wài le 。
然而接下来发生的一幕，却大出林轩预料之外了。
However, what happened next far exceeded his expectations.
shù shí dào jiàn máng ， céng luán dié zhàng ， yǒu rú xiōng yǒng de bō tāo yī yàng ， kě nà wǔ sè fó guāng ， jū rán jiān rèn yì cháng 。
数十道剑芒，层峦叠嶂，有如汹涌的波涛一样，可那五色佛光，居然坚韧异常。
The dozens of sword beams formed a towering wave, but the five-colored Buddhist light was surprisingly resilient. Not only did it not show any effects from the attacks, but they were actually absorbed and digested.
jiàn máng zhǎn zài shàng miàn ， bù jǐn méi yǒu bàn diǎn xiào guǒ ， fǎn ér bèi xiāo huà xī shōu diào le 。
剑芒斩在上面，不仅没有半点效果，反而被消化吸收掉了。
Lin Xuan's pupils constricted. What kind of technique is this?
lín xuān tóng kǒng wēi suō ， zhè shì shén me fǎ shù ？
林轩瞳孔微缩，这是什么法术？
But his opponent didn't give him time to ponder. With a hand gesture, the tiger that had just torn through the transformed snake leaped towards Lin Xuan.
ér duì fāng zì rán bú huì gěi tā shí jiān xì xì sī suǒ ， shuāng shǒu fǎ yìn yī wò ， nà gāng gāng sī liè le huà xíng qī dú jiāo de měng hǔ dùn shí xiàng tā fēi pū guò lái le 。
而对方自然不会给他时间细细思索，双手法印一握，那刚刚撕裂了化形期毒蛟的猛虎顿时像他飞扑过来了。
Roar!
hǒu ！
吼！
The eerie howl of the tiger filled the air as it opened its blood-stained maw and spat out a light wave a foot wide.
qī lì de hǔ jiào chuán rù ěr duǒ ， nà guài wù zhāng kāi xuè pén dà kǒu ， pēn chū yī dào zhí jìng chǐ xǔ de guāng bō 。
凄厉的虎叫传入耳朵，那怪物张开血盆大口，喷出一道直径尺许的光波。
It seemed to be tinged with an aura of malevolence.
biǎo miàn zuò xuè hóng zhī sè ， yǐn yǐn hán zhe xiōng shà zhī qì shì de 。
表面做血红之色，隐隐含着凶煞之气似的。
Qinghui wasn't done. He raised his right hand, and a fiery staff appeared in his palm.
ér kōng huì hái bù bà xiū ， yòu shǒu yī tái ， yī bǐng huǒ hóng sè de chán zhàng yǐ fú xiàn zài le zhǎng jiān 。
而空晦还不罢休，右手一抬，一柄火红色的禅杖已浮现在了掌间。
The staff was wrapped in blazing flames.
zhàng shēn biǎo miàn ， bāo guǒ zhe xióng xióng rán shāo de huǒ yàn 。
杖身表面，包裹着熊熊燃烧的火焰。
"Quickly!"
“ jí ！”
“疾！”
The monk cast a spell.
hé shàng yī dào fǎ jué dǎ le chū qù 。
和尚一道法诀打了出去。
The staff spun rapidly, its size expanding dramatically into countless shadowy forms that crashed down on Lin Xuan.
cǐ zhàng dī liū liū yī zhuǎn ， tǐ xíng dùn shí kuáng zhǎng qǐ lái ， huà wèi wàn qiān zhàng yǐng ， xiàng zhe lín xuān dāng tóu zá qù 。
此杖滴溜溜一转，体型顿时狂涨起来，化为万千杖影，向着林轩当头砸去。
Lin Xuan's expression darkened as he saw this. While he could easily block the attack with his powers, it wasn't wise to fight head-on against such an opponent. There were likely more formidable foes waiting for him later.
lín xuān jiàn le cǐ mù ， liǎn sè yě yǒu xiē nán kàn le 。
林轩见了此幕，脸色也有些难看了。
With a flash of brilliance in his eyes, Lin Xuan moved like a blur, vanishing from sight.
suī rán yǐ tā de shén tōng fǎ lì ， dǎng xià duì fāng de gōng jī yě méi yǒu wèn tí ， dàn sú huà shuō ， dòu zhì bù dòu lì ， zhè cì de dí rén ， kě yuǎn yuǎn bú shì kōng huì yī rén ér yǐ ， lín xuān xiǎng yào jǐn liàng jié shěng fǎ lì ， hòu miàn shuō bù dìng hái huì yǔ lí hé qī lǎo guài duì shàng dì 。
虽然以他的神通法力，挡下对方的攻击也没有问题，但俗话说，斗智不斗力，这次的敌人，可远远不是空晦一人而已，林轩想要尽量节省法力，后面说不定还会与离合期老怪对上地。
Nine Heavens Microstep!
xiǎng dào zhè lǐ ， tā yǎn zhōng jīng máng shǎn shuò ， jiān tóu wēi dòng ， yǐ cóng yuán dì xiāo shī dé wú yǐng wú zōng 。
想到这里，他眼中精芒闪烁，肩头微动，已从原地消失得无影无踪。
Qinghui couldn't recognize this technique; it was similar to the Great Sage's Shrink Earth Spell but far more refined. The old monk's expression turned serious.
jiǔ tiān wēi bù ！
九天微步！
The opponent had indeed killed Brother Quxian, and his techniques were truly formidable.
zhè shén tōng ， kōng huì què rèn bù chū ， yǔ dà xiū shì de suō dì shù pǒ yǒu jǐ fēn xiāng sì zhī chù ， dàn míng xiǎn yào shén miào dé duō 。
这神通，空晦却认不出，与大修士的缩地术颇有几分相似之处，但明显要神妙得多。
Just as he thought this, a burst of green light appeared ahead, and Lin Xuan materialized in an eerie manner. His hands had even transformed into silver.
lǎo hé shàng de biǎo qíng yǒu xiē níng zhòng le 。
老和尚的表情有些凝重了。
"Ha!"
duì fāng néng gòu miè shā kōng xuàn shī dì ， suǒ huì de fǎ shù guǒ rán liǎo bù qǐ 。
对方能够灭杀空眩师弟，所会的法术果然了不起。
Lin Xuan shouted, extending his fist forward.
nǎo hǎi zhōng niàn tou zhuǎn guò ， què jiàn qián fāng bù yuǎn qīng guāng pēn bó ， lín xuān de shēn yǐng guǐ yì fú xiàn ér chū ， gèng jiā bù kě sī yì de shì tā de shuāng shǒu jìng rán biàn chéng le yín sè 。
脑海中念头转过，却见前方不远青光喷薄，林轩的身影诡异浮现而出，更加不可思议的是他的双手竟然变成了银色。
Qinghui was not alarmed but rather delighted. It was well-known that Buddhist techniques were vast and profound, focusing on both powerful suppressive spells and physical cultivation.
“ hē ！”
“喝！”
As a late-stage Core Formation cultivator, his body wasn't indestructible, but it was far harder than ordinary treasures. Even compared to other monsters of the same rank, he wouldn't be outmatched. The opponent actually wanted to engage him in hand-to-hand combat?
lín xuān yáng shēng tǔ qì ， yáo yáo yī quán xiàng qián jī le guò qù 。
林轩扬声吐气，遥遥一拳向前击了过去。
Heaven's wrath can still spare life; self-inflicted suffering cannot.
kōng huì bù jīng fǎn xǐ ， zhòng suǒ zhōu zhī ， fó mén fǎ shù bó dà xuán miào yǐ jí ， chú le gè zhǒng wēi lì wú biān de jiàng mó shén tōng ， yě zhù zhòng liàn tǐ zhī shù 。
空晦不惊反喜，众所周知，佛门法术博大玄妙以极，除了各种威力无边的降魔神通，也注重炼体之术。
Such a good opportunity—how could he miss it? With his deep scheming, Qinghui couldn't help but flash a sinister smile.
zuò wèi yuán yīng hòu qī de dà xiū xiān zhě ， tā ròu shēn suī rán yuǎn yuǎn méi dào jīn gāng bù huài de dì bù ， dàn jiān yìng chéng dù ， yě shèng guò yì bān de fǎ bǎo le 。
做为元婴后期的大修仙者，他肉身虽然远远没到金刚不坏的地步，但坚硬程度，也胜过一般的法宝了。
"Drat."
jiù suàn bǐ zhī tóng jiē yāo zú ， yě bù xùn sè ， duì fāng jū rán xiǎng yǔ zì jǐ ròu bó ？
就算比之同阶妖族，也不逊色，对方居然想与自己肉搏？
He shouted and pushed his palm forward.
tiān zuò niè ， yóu kě huó ， zì zuò niè ， bù kě huó 。
天做孽，犹可活，自作孽，不可活。
The action was simple, but it was a secret technique of the Buddhist sect.
rú cǐ hǎo de jī huì ， tā qǐ huì fàng guò ， yǐ kōng huì de chéng fǔ ， liǎn shàng yě bù yóu de shǎn guò yī sī yīn xiǎn de xǐ sè 。
如此好的机会，他岂会放过，以空晦的城府，脸上也不由得闪过一丝阴险的喜色。
Dragon Elephant Vajra Palm!
“ duō 。”
“咄。”
As its name suggested, this palm contained the power of both a dragon and an elephant.
tā tóng yàng yáng shēng tǔ qì ， yī zhǎng xiàng qián tuī le chū qù 。
他同样扬声吐气，一掌向前推了出去。
Lin Xuan showed no fear. The sounds of cracking bones filled the air as his power surged into his fists.
dòng zuò jiǎn dān yǐ jí ， dàn què shì fó mén de bù chuán zhī mí 。
动作简单以极，但却是佛门的不传之谜。
Boom!
lóng xiàng bō luó zhǎng ！
龙象波罗掌！
The silver light and golden glow collided with a loud bang that echoed like thunder in the sky.
gù míng sī yì ， cǐ zhǎng hán yǒu yī lóng yī xiàng zhī lì 。
顾名思义，此掌含有一龙一象之力。
"Phew…" Qinghui's face turned pale, and he spat out blood.
lín xuān què háo bù wèi jù ， pī lǐ pā lā de gǔ gé bào liè shēng chuán rù ěr lǐ ， hún shēn de fǎ lì xiàng quán tou xiōng yǒng ér qù 。
林轩却毫不畏惧，噼里啪啦的骨骼爆裂声传入耳里，浑身的法力像拳头汹涌而去。
Lin Xuan stepped back three steps, his lips also bleeding. But while he was injured, Lin Xuan's expression showed more surprise.
hōng ！
轰！
He knew his own abilities well; even if the power of Phoenix Dance Nine Heavens wasn't considered, his power far exceeded that of other cultivators at his rank. In close combat, there were no tricks involved—logically, he should have killed his opponent without a fight. But it was only a slight advantage.
yín guāng jīn máng hěn hěn de zhuàng zài yì qǐ ， nà jù xiǎng shēng fǎng fú shì qíng tiān zhà xiǎng le yí gè pī lì 。
银光金芒狠狠的撞在一起，那巨响声仿佛是晴天炸响了一个霹雳。
Wasn't this guy from the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect too powerful?
“ pū ……” kōng huì liǎn sè qīng bái rú zhǐ ， yī kǒu xiān xuè pēn le chū qù 。
“噗……”空晦脸色青白如纸，一口鲜血喷了出去。
Could it be…
lín xuān yě tuì hòu sān bù ， zuǐ jiǎo biān tóng yàng yǒu sī sī xuè jì shèn chū ， bù guò yǔ shòu shāng xiāng bǐ ， lín xuān liǎn shàng de biǎo qíng gèng shì jīng qí 。
林轩也退后三步，嘴角边同样有丝丝血迹渗出，不过与受伤相比，林轩脸上的表情更是惊奇。
Lin Xuan had a vague guess, but whether or not it was true would need to be confirmed by the other party.
zì jǐ de shén tōng zì jǐ yǒu shù ， fèng wǔ jiǔ tiān jué de wēi lì zàn qiě bù shuō ， lùn fǎ lì de shēn hòu chéng dù ， zì jǐ kě shì shù bèi yú tóng jiē xiū xiān zhě 。
自己的神通自己有数，凤舞九天诀的威力暂且不说，论法力的深厚程度，自己可是数倍于同阶修仙者。
While Lin Xuan was merely puzzled, Qinghui's expression was a mix of shock and anger. He had expected the opponent to suffer for his own misdeeds and hoped to inflict serious damage on him.
jìn shēn ròu bó ， gèng shì méi yǒu sī háo qǔ qiǎo zhī chù ， àn lǐ ， kě yǐ jiāng duì fāng shā gè piàn jiǎ bù liú ， méi xiǎng dào zhǐ shì xiǎo zhàn shàng fēng 。
近身肉搏，更是没有丝毫取巧之处，按理，可以将对方杀个片甲不留，没想到只是小占上风。
But reality proved otherwise; instead of achieving his goal, he lost an arm to Lin Xuan.
yǒu méi yǒu gǎo cuò ， zhè wèi wàn fú zōng zhǔ chí de fǎ lì wèi miǎn yě tài qiáng le 。
有没有搞错，这位万佛宗主持的法力未免也太强了。
The right side of Qinghui's body shattered from the impact.
nán dào shuō ……
难道说……
This damned kid was not only skilled in orthodox techniques but also a monster. This greatly surprised Qinghui.
lín xuān xīn zhōng yǐn yǐn yǒu le cāi cè ， dāng rán shì bú shì ， hái yǒu dài duì fāng qīn kǒu zhèng shí 。
林轩心中隐隐有了猜测，当然是不是，还有待对方亲口证实。
What shocked Qinghui most wasn't just this, but the depth of his own power. He knew his situation well; as the head of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect, he practiced the deepest Buddhist secrets and had learned the powers of a second-stage Core Formation.
lín xuān bù guò xīn zhōng yí huò ， kōng huì de biǎo qíng zé jīng nù jiāo jí le 。
林轩不过心中疑惑，空晦的表情则惊怒交集了。
It was widely known that second-stage Core Formations were extremely difficult to cultivate, far surpassing minor techniques like soul division. Thus, Qinghui's power far exceeded his peers. Facing Ji Yueyu, it took only a few moments for him to corner her.
yuán běn yǐ wéi duì fāng zì zuò niè ， bù kě huó ， xiǎng yào chèn jī gěi lín xuān chī xiē kǔ tóu ， zuì hǎo shì néng gòu zhòng chuāng duì shǒu 。
原本以为对方自作孽，不可活，想要趁机给林轩吃些苦头，最好是能够重创对手。
But this kid had just ascended and wasn't sure if he was stable at the new rank. Qinghui originally thought killing him wouldn't be difficult, but in the end, he suffered the loss.
nǎ zhī dào shì shí biàn huàn wú cháng ， zì jǐ zuì hòu què tōu jī bù chéng shí bǎ mǐ ， bù jǐn méi yǒu dá chéng mù dì ， fǎn ér bèi lín xuān fèi diào le yī tiáo shǒu bì 。
哪知道事实变幻无常，自己最后却偷鸡不成蚀把米，不仅没有达成目的，反而被林轩废掉了一条手臂。
Qinghui's face darkened.
gāng gāng nà quán zhǎng jiāo jiē ， kōng huì yòu shǒu de gǔ gé jǐn liè 。
刚刚那拳掌交接，空晦右手的骨骼尽裂。
The opponent could kill Brother Quxian, so he couldn't be judged by common sense. Could he also have a second-stage Core Formation?
zhè kě wù de xiǎo zi ， bù jǐn jīng shàn xuán mén zhèng zōng de fǎ shù ， ér qiě hái shì xiū yāo zhě ， zhè kě dà chū zì jǐ yù liào le 。
这可恶的小子，不仅精擅玄门正宗的法术，而且还是修妖者，这可大出自己预料了。
It was almost certain that he did. Otherwise, how could Lin Xuan, only at the mid-Stage Core Formation rank, defeat a Great Sage?
bù guò zuì ràng kōng huì jīng è de ， hái bú shì cǐ chù ， ér shì lín xuān fǎ lì de shēn hòu chéng dù 。
不过最让空晦惊愕的，还不是此处，而是林轩法力的深厚程度。
With this thought in mind, Qinghui took a deep breath and spat out a golden light from his mouth.
zì jǐ de qíng kuàng zì jǐ xīn zhōng yǒu shù ， zuò wèi wàn fú zōng zhǔ chí ， kōng huì xiū liàn de shì zuì wèi jīng shēn de fó mén mì shù 。
自己的情况自己心中有数，做为万佛宗主持，空晦修炼的是最为精深的佛门秘术。
The golden light flashed and severed his right arm at the shoulder.
ér qiě tā hái xué le dì èr yuán yīng de shén tōng 。
而且他还学了第二元婴的神通。
But there was no blood on the wound, only radiant golden light.
zhòng suǒ zhōu zhī ， dì èr yuán yīng nán liàn wú bǐ ， dàn yě yuǎn bú shì yuán shén fēn hún děng xiǎo shù kě yǐ qǐ jí 。
众所周知，第二元婴难练无比，但也远不是元神分魂等小术可以企及。
Lin Xuan's eyes narrowed as he felt an ominous premonition. He clutched his hands to make a move when Qinghui's loud shout reached his ears.
"Decisive Disintegration?" Qinghui was taken aback, a hint of mockery playing at the corners of his mouth. "Scholar, you speak with great confidence. Why don't you just offer your neck for the sword?"
"Oh, it seems Master is very confident in himself," Lin Xuan said, his voice barely audible as he spoke. "Then let's see who emerges victorious."
Before the words left his lips, his sleeves fluttered, and several sword beams shot out from within.
They expanded with the wind, quickly growing to a dozen feet long, forming a colorful wave that surged towards their opponent.
The scene was impressive enough to send nearby cultivators into shock. They all retreated, fearing they might be drawn in by mistake.
But Qinghui paid no heed, not even summoning any defensive artifacts. Instead, he clasped his hands together, and vibrant Buddhist light erupted from his body, forming a dazzling light barrier.
"Unlucky!"
Lin Xuan hadn't been underestimated so casually before. With his immense power, it far exceeded that of most late-stage cultivators by several times. Even though the sword beams were casually released, each one was as powerful as a top-grade treasure weapon wielded by an initial-stage cultivator.
A cold snort escaped Lin Xuan's lips, and the power of the sword beams increased by threefold.
While he didn't expect to kill this late-stage Core Formation cultivator with such ease, at least he wanted to make him suffer.
However, what happened next far exceeded his expectations.
The dozens of sword beams formed a towering wave, but the five-colored Buddhist light was surprisingly resilient. Not only did it not show any effects from the attacks, but they were actually absorbed and digested.
Lin Xuan's pupils constricted. What kind of technique is this?
But his opponent didn't give him time to ponder. With a hand gesture, the tiger that had just torn through the transformed snake leaped towards Lin Xuan.
Roar!
The eerie howl of the tiger filled the air as it opened its blood-stained maw and spat out a light wave a foot wide.
It seemed to be tinged with an aura of malevolence.
Qinghui wasn't done. He raised his right hand, and a fiery staff appeared in his palm.
The staff was wrapped in blazing flames.
"Quickly!"
The monk cast a spell.
The staff spun rapidly, its size expanding dramatically into countless shadowy forms that crashed down on Lin Xuan.
Lin Xuan's expression darkened as he saw this. While he could easily block the attack with his powers, it wasn't wise to fight head-on against such an opponent. There were likely more formidable foes waiting for him later.
With a flash of brilliance in his eyes, Lin Xuan moved like a blur, vanishing from sight.
Nine Heavens Microstep!
Qinghui couldn't recognize this technique; it was similar to the Great Sage's Shrink Earth Spell but far more refined. The old monk's expression turned serious.
The opponent had indeed killed Brother Quxian, and his techniques were truly formidable.
Just as he thought this, a burst of green light appeared ahead, and Lin Xuan materialized in an eerie manner. His hands had even transformed into silver.
"Ha!"
Lin Xuan shouted, extending his fist forward.
Qinghui was not alarmed but rather delighted. It was well-known that Buddhist techniques were vast and profound, focusing on both powerful suppressive spells and physical cultivation.
As a late-stage Core Formation cultivator, his body wasn't indestructible, but it was far harder than ordinary treasures. Even compared to other monsters of the same rank, he wouldn't be outmatched. The opponent actually wanted to engage him in hand-to-hand combat?
Heaven's wrath can still spare life; self-inflicted suffering cannot.
Such a good opportunity—how could he miss it? With his deep scheming, Qinghui couldn't help but flash a sinister smile.
"Drat."
He shouted and pushed his palm forward.
The action was simple, but it was a secret technique of the Buddhist sect.
Dragon Elephant Vajra Palm!
As its name suggested, this palm contained the power of both a dragon and an elephant.
Lin Xuan showed no fear. The sounds of cracking bones filled the air as his power surged into his fists.
Boom!
The silver light and golden glow collided with a loud bang that echoed like thunder in the sky.
"Phew…" Qinghui's face turned pale, and he spat out blood.
Lin Xuan stepped back three steps, his lips also bleeding. But while he was injured, Lin Xuan's expression showed more surprise.
He knew his own abilities well; even if the power of Phoenix Dance Nine Heavens wasn't considered, his power far exceeded that of other cultivators at his rank. In close combat, there were no tricks involved—logically, he should have killed his opponent without a fight. But it was only a slight advantage.
Wasn't this guy from the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect too powerful?
Could it be…
Lin Xuan had a vague guess, but whether or not it was true would need to be confirmed by the other party.
While Lin Xuan was merely puzzled, Qinghui's expression was a mix of shock and anger. He had expected the opponent to suffer for his own misdeeds and hoped to inflict serious damage on him.
But reality proved otherwise; instead of achieving his goal, he lost an arm to Lin Xuan.
The right side of Qinghui's body shattered from the impact.
This damned kid was not only skilled in orthodox techniques but also a monster. This greatly surprised Qinghui.
What shocked Qinghui most wasn't just this, but the depth of his own power. He knew his situation well; as the head of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect, he practiced the deepest Buddhist secrets and had learned the powers of a second-stage Core Formation.
It was widely known that second-stage Core Formations were extremely difficult to cultivate, far surpassing minor techniques like soul division. Thus, Qinghui's power far exceeded his peers. Facing Ji Yueyu, it took only a few moments for him to corner her.
But this kid had just ascended and wasn't sure if he was stable at the new rank. Qinghui originally thought killing him wouldn't be difficult, but in the end, he suffered the loss.
Qinghui's face darkened.
The opponent could kill Brother Quxian, so he couldn't be judged by common sense. Could he also have a second-stage Core Formation?
It was almost certain that he did. Otherwise, how could Lin Xuan, only at the mid-Stage Core Formation rank, defeat a Great Sage?
With this thought in mind, Qinghui took a deep breath and spat out a golden light from his mouth.
The golden light flashed and severed his right arm at the shoulder.
But there was no blood on the wound, only radiant golden light.
Lin Xuan's eyes narrowed as he felt an ominous premonition. He clutched his hands to make a move when Qinghui's loud shout reached his ears.