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第一千四百七十一章 破除禁制

Thoughts raced through Lin Xuan's mind as a faint green glow enveloped his body, propelling him forward.

Since he already knew the identity of the cultivator ahead, there was no point in concealing his strength any longer. Princess Xin Yue’s power fell far short of that of Tiaomu, and she posed no real threat to him at all.

Moreover, after witnessing what had just transpired, she would likely be as wary as a bird with a broken wing now. This spoiled girl, who was always pampered, must have been utterly frightened by the setback she faced; there was no way she would dare seek trouble from him again.

With these thoughts in mind, Lin Xuan felt no qualms and sped up significantly. He soon vanished into the faint mist ahead.

At the same time, on the other side of the place,

On a large jade staircase, the steps were so wide that one couldn't see where they ended; they stretched all the way to the peak of Penglai Mountain. Thunderous explosions echoed through the air. If someone passed by here, they would be left in awe, for the staircase was occupied by several dozen demons and ghosts.

Their appearances varied greatly, each one looking extremely fierce. The creatures from the阴司界 were even more bizarre than ancient fiends; zombies and yin souls were relatively normal.

The most prominent among them was a towering skeleton, standing at over ten zhang (about 30 feet), exuding an oppressive aura that made one feel suffocated.

From its rank, this seemed to be a peak元婴期 monster, but for some reason, it felt much more formidable than ordinary cultivators of the same level.

Its attack method was also peculiar; unlike most cultivators who would release their long-cultivated treasures and control them with divine consciousness, this creature resembled a sword-wielding martial artist from the secular world. Its height alone was over ten zhang, and its sword appeared to be even longer than it.

The blade had been refined from bones, and the edge was black, indicating that it contained剧毒. Each slash emitted an eerie wail of ghostly cries. The momentum behind each strike was formidable; if a mountain hundreds of zhang high were in front of him, he would surely split it in two.

However, when this intense attack met the thick white mist ahead, it had no effect at all, as if a stone had been thrown into deep water without creating any ripples.

Beside this giant skeleton was a humanoid monster with dry skin and exposed black fangs—another 僵尸魔!

At peak元婴期, its presence felt even more formidable than ordinary cultivators.

Its weapon was also unique; it held two iron chains in each hand. With a flick of the wrist, the chains seemed to transform into magical whips, creating countless illusory images that resembled serpents, striking the white mist with great force.

Unfortunately, this too showed no effect.

Other creatures from the阴司界 were not idle either. A fiery figure turned out to be a burning flame, its shape shifting to reveal human features and limbs. A harsh, discordant roar echoed in his ears as his right hand suddenly swelled to three times its normal size, lifting an enormous fist and smashing it into the black mist before him.

Not far away, another stone giant was also making efforts. Counting roughly, there were twenty-three monsters from the阴司界 on the staircase. However, two of them did not attack; instead, they kept a vigilant eye on their surroundings.

"Brother Wu, how much longer do you think it will take to break this禁制? We've been delayed here for too long. Perhaps we should work together," said a man in his forties, dressed in imperial attire and exuding an extraordinary aura. However, he now looked visibly anxious.

"We cannot rush, friend. Here, we must maintain ample magical power; otherwise, not only will we fail to retrieve the treasure, but we might even end up dead at someone else's hands," said a robed elder with a calm voice, showing no surprise or alarm.

"Hmph, you're right, but we can't afford to delay any longer. If those two catch up behind us, things could get tricky," muttered Iron King Zhou.

"This is indeed a troublesome situation," the robed elder nodded in agreement: "If it were other cultivators, we could simply team up and eliminate them, but these two are on our level..."

"Hmph, that's not all. The techniques they possess must be unique; otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to follow us silently for so long," Iron King Zhou sighed, revealing a hint of fear in his voice.

"True, it is indeed due to divine assistance. Who would have thought that we passed through the area without incident while those two triggered the禁制? Otherwise, we might not even know about the presence of two late-stage离合期 cultivators," said the robed elder, stroking his beard and showing a lingering sense of unease.

"At the moment they were trapped by the禁制, I could see one of them was an ancient fiend, likely from the upper realm..."

"There's nothing strange about that. The treasures on Penglai Mountain are invaluable; not just the Spirit Realm but even the阴司界 covets them. Ancient fiends have long coveted these treasures and would seize any opportunity to muddy the waters," said the robed elder dismissively.

"No, Brother Wu, you misunderstood my meaning. I meant that if an ancient fiend came from the upper realm, it might be due to some extraordinary techniques; but why would a human cultivator be involved with him? Human cultivators and demons are usually at odds, so is there something hidden between them?" Iron King Zhou pondered aloud, showing concern on his face.

"I don't know, but there's nothing strange about that. In this world, there are no eternal enemies; only eternal interests. Ancient fiends and cultivators might be able to cooperate, but their formidable strength requires us to be cautious."

The two continued chatting with worried expressions, while the other ghostly creatures ignored them, continuing their relentless attacks on the white mist.

Fortunately, there were no late-stage cultivators here. The lowest-ranked among them was a peak元婴期 monster, and twenty-one of them together made for formidable strength.

An隆隆's voice echoed in his ears as he continued his journey.

Meanwhile, several million miles away,

The same jade staircase appeared, surrounded by the same scenery. However, on this staircase, there were six massive copper columns, each over a hundred zhang high, arranged in a circular pattern. Countless beams of light emanated from these columns, forming a luminous screen that encompassed an area several miles wide.

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