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第一千四百五十二章 幸运的林轩与倒霉的小剑

Ten-thousand-year-old spirit milk, a precious treasure that can be hard to come by, might save one's life in critical moments. Unless Lin Xuan had lost his mind, he wouldn't resort to using it. (e-Book)

The two chased each other with the distance always maintained at around a hundred miles. Lin Xuan couldn’t shake off the opponent, and the蛟王同样追不上.

Penglai Mountain was vast, comparable in size to Youzhou, even slightly larger. Despite both of them using techniques not inferior to instant teleportation, after several hours, they still hadn't reached the middle of the mountain.

Was it luck that no restrictions were encountered along the way? But such a course wasn’t sustainable. Although Lin Xuan was the owner of one infant and two dantian, his spiritual energy far surpassed that of his peers, but he still couldn’t match the old monster behind him. If this continued, he would have to use the ten-thousand-year-old spirit milk.

Damn it!

If you think I’m a weakling just because I don’t want to engage in meaningless combat, you’re mistaken. The old monster had pushed him too far.

As time passed, Lin Xuan’s expression grew more grim.

Finally, his eyes flashed with determination as he stopped the light beam. Running away wasn’t an option; since there was no choice, he might as well solve the problem by force.

He hadn’t feared separation from the union when he was a late-stage infant. Now that Moon had successfully advanced alongside him, what did he have to fear?

What of it if they were a fifth-grade upper-rank monster? If he got angry enough, he could always risk his life. However, Lin Xuan’s left hand cast a spell and activated the teleportation array while his right hand flicked out a sleeve to summon theMagic Destiny Sword, which he gripped tightly and swung down with all his might.

The蛟王 was shocked; just now, he had suffered from this spirit treasure. He couldn’t afford to be careless again. Without hesitation, he released the round-shaped treasure in his possession.

A mocking smile played on his lips.

This fool must have been chased madly, using a divine treasure at such a critical moment. Didn’t he know that overly powerful treasures could disrupt teleportation?

Stupid, you’ve trapped yourself.

Since you’re asking for it, I won’t hesitate to be ruthless.

As thoughts raced through his mind, the蛟王’s triumphant expression froze on his face.

Lin Xuan swung his right hand with even more ferocity than before. However, no silver sword energy was visible. The蛟王 was first shocked, then furious.

"Damn you, you tricked me!"

"You old fool, what of it?" Lin Xuan sneered.

"I will tear your soul and spirit apart."

A fifth-grade upper-rank monster like the蛟王 had never been humiliated before. His chest felt as though it would burst with rage.

But sulking was useless; he had already missed his only chance to disrupt the teleportation. Regret now was futile.

A milky white light enveloped Lin Xuan, and in the old monster’s enraged cries of farewell, he vanished without a trace.

The蛟王 was furious but couldn’t find an outlet for his anger despite his formidable abilities.

He refused to give up and flew towards the teleportation array with incredible speed. His rage made him even faster than before, but it was useless; Lin Xuan wasn’t stupid. After the teleportation completed, he would destroy the other end of the array without hesitation.

Damn it!

The蛟王 had never been so humiliated. His chest felt as though it would burst with anger.

But sulking was pointless. The array was destroyed, and who knew where that damned fool was now?

The蛟王 released his divine sense for two reasons: first, to check if the distance wasn’t too far; his divine sense could detect anything within a two-thousand-mile radius clearly. Second, even if he couldn’t find Lin Xuan, venting on an unlucky soul would do.

Perhaps it was fate’s way of compensating him. The蛟王 had suffered at Lin Xuan's hands and been mocked as a fool, but now his target appeared.

It wasn't Lin Xuan; another unfortunate soul entered his field of vision.

Meanwhile, about a thousand miles away in an ancient cave hidden from the world, Tian Jian’s face was filled with joy. His luck was truly good today; there were no restrictions blocking him, and he encountered several late-stage infant cultivators—three early stages, two middle stages, and one late stage.

There was no need to be polite; as a demon sect cultivator, killing for treasure was his daily routine. The fat sheep had come to the slaughterhouse.

Tian Jian’s cultivation had improved significantly since entering the union stage. Although he had suffered at Feng Liang's hands, he had successfully advanced into the late-stage union realm.

Several infant cultivators were no match for him; their bodies and even their infant souls perished. Tian Jian didn’t hesitate to accept their storage bags as his own spoils of war.

His gains were substantial. Tian Jian was elated when suddenly, a burst of surprise filled his face.

Was this the saying that extreme joy brings about misfortune?

A powerful spiritual energy was rushing towards him at an incredible speed, carrying a terrifying aura of violence.

"Late-stage union..."

Tian Jian’s face turned ashen; since entering the late-stage union realm, he had been on a high. But his luck seemed to have run out today.

He didn’t know who it was, but such a powerful entity couldn’t be provoked. Tian Jian quickly assessed the situation.

Ignoring his treasures, he flicked his sleeve and sent a black light beam into his storage bag before transforming into a streak of lightning that flew far away.

It was too late.

Experience taught him to learn from mistakes; Lin Xuan's escape had infuriated the蛟王 so much. Now, finding an outlet for his anger, how could he repeat his mistake?

A roar filled with violence echoed through the sky, darkening it instantly. Dark clouds surged, and a beam of light as thick as a meter shot out.

Black as ink, it was aimed with deadly precision, leaving no room to dodge. In shock and rage, Tian Jian raised his right hand, and the demon energy in his sleeve burst forth.

Transforming into a tiger-headed snake-bodied creature, he charged at the incoming beam of light.

Boom!

The explosion echoed, and though the beam's power was greater than expected, it didn’t harm him but served to block his escape. This slight delay allowed an old monster’s golden light to flash before appearing in front of him.

The蛟王 was covered from head to toe with thick scales, and a whip-like tail trailed behind him. He didn’t remove his battle form; a terrifying aura permeated the air.

Tian Jian cursed his bad luck but couldn’t help feeling puzzled. Even if the other party had ill intentions, their expression shouldn’t be so menacing.

He wished he could rip himself apart; did he do something wrong? They hadn’t even shared a father or stolen his wife.

Was this old monster insane?

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