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第一千三百八十七章 凤凰神爪

At the handshake area, there were many gemstones. Lin Xuan had previously thought they were just decorations, but now he realized how wrong he was. Not only did these gems serve an aesthetic purpose, but they could also absorb primordial qi from the heavens and earth.

The key point is that this absorption happened on its own, without needing Moon's intervention as the master.

This made it both convenient and effective; far superior to ordinary treasures. All elements—metal, wood, water, fire, and earth—as well as demonic energy and yin spirit power, were absorbed into the Illusory Moon玄月剑.

"Is this some kind of treasure?"

Bai Chong Zhenren was already staring in disbelief. He had seen many things in his long life, but today's events were unprecedented. He felt like he was dreaming, yet his emotions could only be described as gloomy and shocked.

Now, the thought wasn't about revenge, but merely surviving.

Moon didn't care what the other was thinking; this guy dared to fight with the young master, so in her eyes, he deserved death.

In Moon's mind, Lin Xuan was always right. With a gentle wave of her jade hand, she cast an ethereal light across the sky, like a celestial maiden dancing.

A faint green glow appeared.

Within that glow, a beautiful woman seemed to appear and disappear, only to transform into a grotesque skull in an instant.

Terrifying attacks swept towards the opponent.

The old monster's eyes showed fear. While he was still some distance from Moon, his ordinary escape light couldn't avoid it, but instantaneous teleportation could. As a Separation Realm cultivator, he had several hidden tricks up his sleeve, including insect repelling techniques and wood遁术.

This was one of the Five Elements遁术, just as powerful as instantaneous teleportation.

But heaven's wrath cannot be avoided; self-inflicted suffering is inevitable.

The foolish decision would come with a price. At this moment, he could only endure it helplessly.

Facing the skeletal figure created by the green glow, Bai Chong Zhenren threw out a tool shaped like a spade. In mid-air, it transformed into a demonic beast that emitted a beam of light.

But it was futile.

Though this cultivator was at the peak of Separation Realm, his specialty was insect repelling techniques. His other treasures and spells were unremarkable, even mundane.

To a peer, those might be extraordinary, but against an Incubus Realm cultivator, they would be easily destroyed.

The light beam met the skeletal figure and shattered like bubbles in water. No trace remained. Bai Chong Zhenren's eyes flashed with anger as a loud bang echoed. The spade-shaped monster exploded into pieces.

From afar, Lin Xuan couldn't help but admire the old man's courage. He had first self-destructed his spirit insects, then discarded his life-bound treasure without hesitation. Such boldness was impressive.

However, from another perspective, it showed he was running out of tricks.

With no second thoughts, Lin Xuan emitted a blinding green light and charged at Bai Chong Zhenren with incredible speed.

Cracking sounds filled the air as multicolored lights swirled around his right hand, which transformed into a sharp talon.

Transformed!

At the Separation Realm stage, Lin Xuan's Phoenix Dance Nine Heavens诀 had reached its fifth level. He could partially transform parts of his body; his right hand now resembled a phoenix's claw.

With fierce precision, he grabbed at Bai Chong Zhenren's head.

Bai Chong Zhenren's face showed fear. Impossible! This kid was still an immortal cultivator?

He doubted what he saw, but the overwhelming demonic aura seemed to confirm it.

Frustrating!

Although there were thousands of demon ants left, most had been injured by the explosion earlier and weren't suitable for combat. However, Bai Chong Zhenren's reputation as a master of demonic insects was well-deserved; his collection wasn't limited to one type.

He reached out and summoned another spirit beast pouch.

Rotten and pungent, this batch of demon insects was different from the previous ones.

Instead of swarming like clouds, there was only one.

Over two meters long, it resembled a giant mantis. A powerful demonic aura rose into the air.

The demon insect immediately raised its large front limbs, slashing at Lin Xuan's head.

What kind of demon insect was this? Lin Xuan didn't bother thinking about the Immortal Beast List; his escape light continued unimpeded as he grabbed for the blocking insect with a fierce claw.

Victory in battle goes to the brave. Lin Xuan knew the power of Phoenix Dance Nine Heavens and had no doubts.

Bai Chong Zhenren's face showed cruel satisfaction. While this ghost mantis ranked lower than the demon ants, its front limbs were far more formidable than ordinary ancient treasures.

If that kid had used his shield to defend, he would have easily blocked it. But he made a fatal mistake by using mimicry to directly confront it.

After all, a cultivator's strength depended primarily on their realm, but also significantly on the cultivation technique they practiced. Mimicking different demon races could result in vastly different strengths.

According to what Bai Chong Zhenren knew, only certain celestial spirits had claws as hard and sharp as this ghost mantis's large blade.

Moreover, using mimicry techniques, while it allowed transformation, still fell short compared to the original creature.

This kid's secret treasures were top-notch, but he was young and overly confident.

Thoughts raced through his mind. A loud tearing sound echoed, leaving Bai Chong Zhenren in shock as Lin Xuan's transformed claw easily slit open the ghost mantis's abdomen.

Impossible!

The front limbs of this insect should have been far more sharp and hard than ancient treasures; how could they be so easily torn apart?

Only astonishment remained. But the old monster knew it wasn't the time to stare in disbelief.

His eyes filled with hatred, his face glowed with an intense red light as Lin Xuan charged like a bolt of lightning. With no room for courtesy, he unleashed a terrifying demonic aura and grabbed at Bai Chong Zhenren's head with a fierce claw.

Squeal… The piercing sound was so sharp that space seemed to distort. Lin Xuan's attack was beyond description; Bai Chong Zhenren had nowhere to hide as his primordial qi shield shattered like an air bubble.

A scream filled the air as he lost his head.

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