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第一千四百一十四章 莫愁谷

The grand display naturally alarmed all the cultivators left in the Luo Family's stronghold at Moonlit Mountain. Thousands of cultivators appeared mid-air as the spiritual light surged.

One by one, they stared wide-eyed, their faces filled with shock.

Was this an invasion by outsiders?

But looking around, there was only a stranger to be seen.

The Luo Family's cultivators were floating in the air, whispering among themselves.

"Please, esteemed guest, if you are visiting our branch sect, please forgive my lack of proper welcome."

With a clear voice, a response echoed through their ears. A brilliant azure light shot out from the mountain wall and streaked towards Lin Xuan's position within an instant.

This was a cultivator in his forties, with long beard and bright eyes, looking quite impressive. His cultivation had reached the middle stage of the Spirit婴中期.

No wonder he was the highest-ranking cultivator among the Luo Family at Moonlit Mountain.

But to Lin Xuan, who had already advanced beyond the late-stage Separation realm, the middle stage was merely insignificant.

His gaze swept over the opponent, and an overwhelming spiritual pressure erupted without warning.

The terrifying strength distorted the space around them.

The middle-stage Spirit cultivator's face turned pale as he stared in shock. "Senior… Senior, are you a cultivator of the Separation realm?"

He seemed to have fallen into an ice cave, shivering all over. The other cultivators were no better; they could be heard falling from the sky with thuds.

Even the Foundation Establishment and Flexible Spirit period cultivators couldn't control their treasures, plummeting down.

Lin Xuan's arrival wasn't for show; he had no qualms about dealing with his enemies. With a flick of his sleeve, an ear-piercing sound filled the air as wind blades obscured the entire sky.

These wind blades varied in size, some as big as a child’s palm and others over ten feet wide, dazzling to behold.

The Luo Family cultivators were visibly fearful, but Lin Xuan's pressure encompassed several miles. They couldn't even move; they could only watch helplessly as their companions were ensnared.

Screams echoed in the air, filled with the stench of blood. In just a short while, thousands of cultivators had all become Lin Xuan's fallen souls.

"Those who do not offend me, I do not offend; those who offend me, I will destroy them." These were the consequences for these people disturbing his territory.

Even though he didn't take their souls to refine, he still wouldn't waste the spirits of the dead.

With a flick of his hand, a banner appeared, as large as a palm.

"Go!"

Lin Xuan pointed with his finger, and immediately dark clouds swirled. The Beast Soul Banner expanded in the wind, eventually growing to an acre's size. A deep black hole appeared at its center.

Infinite and bottomless, it emitted a heart-stopping aura.

Woo…

With a mournful cry, countless tentacles emerged, like demons dancing, collecting the souls of the fallen cultivators.

The same was true for Spirit婴s; they were all beneficial to this magical artifact, the Beast Soul Banner.

Collecting living souls didn't take much time. After several breaths, Lin Xuan opened his hand, and the banner shrank quickly, landing in his palm.

Examining the treasure in his hand, Lin Xuan's eyes showed a mix of emotions. As they say, where there is no intention to plant, a willow tree grows. Initially, he didn't value this Beast Soul Banner much, but with the increasing number of souls absorbed, its power had grown immensely.

It was even surpassing the Nine Heavens Moonlight Ring.

Lin Xuan sighed; if given the chance, he would replace his main treasure.

But for now, it wasn't urgent. With a thought, Lin Xuan flipped his wrist and stowed the Beast Soul Banner in his storage belt. Then, he closed his eyes and released an incredibly powerful divine consciousness.

The entire area within a thousand miles was under his control.

Every blade of grass, every leaf falling from a tree, even ants searching for food, were all visible to him.

Though not everything could be controlled, the ability to see everything was exhilarating.

Cultivation required much hardship that ordinary people couldn't imagine, but the rewards were immense.

Compared to mortals, they had an endless lifespan and the wondrous techniques of flying through the clouds.

After a while, Lin Xuan opened his eyes. He had thoroughly searched Moonlit Mountain; there were no survivors.

Lin Xuan wasn’t worried about anyone using concealment techniques; even late-stage Spirit婴s couldn't deceive him.

The Luo Family's cultivators had all been eliminated.

Satisfied with the outcome, Lin Xuan’s body was enveloped in a green glow as he flew towards the distance. Moonlit Mountain returned to silence.

After killing his enemies, there was no need for him to stay here. The next step would be for Bai Xuan Pavilion's cultivators to clean up the mess.

This was the benefit of being an upper-tier figure; he didn't have to handle everything personally.

Thousand Flowers Mountain was located west of Youzhou. For this region, it was also a good place with abundant spiritual veins.

The mountain terrain was rugged and even had imperial energy.

An hour later, Lin Xuan arrived here.

It was clear that this was another gathering point for the Luo Family's cultivators.

Lin Xuan didn’t try to hide his presence; he met the patrolling disciples immediately.

As expected, they were interrogated by Lin Xuan to gather intelligence without much ado. The Soul Search technique proved most convenient.

The Luo Family’s cultivators at Thousand Flowers Mountain were shocked and quickly activated their禁制大阵. But there was no issue; within a quarter of an hour, everything was wiped out by Lin Xuan.

Then, as before, he transformed into a streak of light and vanished into the distance.

In just three hours, all branches and secret bases of the Luo Family in Youzhou were attacked by this mysterious cultivator. His abilities were beyond comprehension; his actions were clean and efficient, leaving no survivors.

The strength the Luo Family had built up over a century was completely destroyed by this mysterious figure at its infancy.

Mochoo Valley, deep within the Yin Mountains, was where the Luo Family's main stronghold in Youzhou was located.

Originally, the Yin Mountains were a gathering place for beasts. Strangely, there were no monsters near Mochoo Valley.

No one knew why, but it was clear that hiding here was very safe for the Luo Family.

If not for Bai Xuan Pavilion being a local power with deep roots in Youzhou and extensive influence throughout the prefecture, even with some connections to the Moon Shadow Clan, finding their main base would have been extremely difficult.

However, due to its remote location, information was naturally limited. With Lin Xuan's usual practice of leaving no survivors, the Luo Family elders at Mochoo Valley remained unaware of what had happened.

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