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第一千四百七十七章 对峙

Facing the eerie vortex before him, Lin Xuan and Tian Xiaowu couldn't help but pale.

This thing bore a striking resemblance to the spatial maelstroms of legend.

Of course, its power was incomparable. But at least they shared the same nature: both could devour all things.

However, neither had room for maneuver now.

Lin Xuan roared and poured his magical energy into the Five Miles of Vastness talisman. Tian Xiaowu's performance was similar; there was no time to hide their true strength.

Silver light flashed as the qilin’s size suddenly increased by a circle, crashing into the vortex with force.

Swoosh swoosh sounds filled Lin Xuan's ears as the Jade Comb Treasure also didn't hold back. The golden threads swirled like a tempest and pierced into the vortex.

For a moment, silver and gold colors reflected against the deep blackness of the vortex, its suction suddenly stopping. The air around them seemed to freeze.

Lin Xuan's pupils constricted as he vaguely sensed that his opponent was using spatial magic techniques. The power was terrifying; it had withstood their combined attack.

Knowing they weren't using ordinary treasures, these late-stage Separation Realm experts truly did have hidden skills.

The Ten Thousand Serpent King wasn’t faring well either.

In truth, at his level of cultivation, he was far from mastering such powerful spatial techniques. However, unlike humans, the demon race possessed various innate talents due to their bloodline inheritance.

This was the effect of the Bloodline Inheritance.

The reason why the Ten Thousand Serpent King had reached late-stage Separation Realm was not only through hard work and good fortune; he also carried a trace of the divine beast嘲风’s bloodline, though extremely thin—just one strand.

But it was still enviable.

Cowardwind wasn’t just any demon; it was one of the nine sons of the true dragon, ranked third.

Legend had it that it excelled in spatial laws. If Cowardwind had used this technique, its power would have been unimaginable. The Ten Thousand Serpent King’s attempt seemed more like a failed imitation.

But despite their联手effort, they still managed to withstand his attack for just a few breaths. For the two humans and one demon, it felt like centuries.

Then, the sound of fabric tearing filled their ears as countless tiny cracks appeared around the vortex's edge.

Initially small, these cracks rapidly expanded like spider webs.

Dark light began to contract sharply before the entire vortex collapsed.

However, Lin Xuan and Tian Xiaowu were not entirely satisfied. While his spatial technique was broken, their attacks had also been weakened to the point of ineffectiveness.

The qilin turned into a faint shadow, with only a few dozen golden threads remaining…

Roar!

Tiredness marred the Ten Thousand Serpent King’s face as he opened his blood-red maw and expelled a heavy demonic aura, consuming their final attack.

Their joint ambush had failed to achieve even a fraction of success. The Ten Thousand Serpent King wasn’t injured at all.

Lin Xuan's expression darkened as he flipped his hand, and the Five Miles of Vastness talisman slipped into his sleeve.

While the All-Heavenly Treasure was powerful, its use came with many constraints.

Injecting magical energy alone took a breath’s worth of time—a moment for mortals but enough to complete hundreds of attacks in an expert's eyes.

Thus, seeing no effect from their first strike, Lin Xuan naturally didn't intend to use the Five Miles of Vastness talisman any further.

With a wave of his hand, the Black Iron Dragon Armor Shield flew out and transformed into a dazzling light curtain before him.

Defend first, then attack. Against such ancient monsters, caution was always wise.

Lin Xuan then summoned the Nine Heavens Bright Moon Ring.

A look of worry appeared on his face; they were likely to have a tough fight ahead.

Tian Xiaowu was enveloped in black aura from afar, but even with his repressed divine sense, he could see clearly.

In front of him, a white bone shield circled and danced.

The Withering Heart Five Talisman had also been summoned.

But neither intended to attack; whoever acted first would face the monster's full counterattack, while the attacker would merely provide support, making it relatively easier for them.

Though they were working together, Lin Xuan and Tian Xiaowu weren't on the same side. They wouldn’t engage in such self-destructive behavior.

With a powerful demonic aura accompanying a roar that shook the earth, the two-meter-long dragon vanished, replaced by a monster with a human body and a serpent head. Its entire body was covered in pitch-black scales, with faint electric sparks flickering on them.

However, these sparks were black.

The Ten Thousand Serpent King’s eyes were bloodshot as well.

Stolen from the teleportation array, he naturally felt extremely frustrated. If not for his quick reaction and the Cowardwind bloodline, he would have been hit by the two treasures, even if he didn’t die, he would surely be severely injured.

His anger flared when he saw who had ambushed him.

It was those slippery fellows.

The Ten Thousand Serpent King’s demonic aura became uncontrollably fierce.

Lin Xuan and Tian Xiaowu wouldn't back down. Although they were unwilling to act first, their defensive stances mirrored each other.

In a high-level confrontation, failing to match in气势meant losing three out of ten already.

Both understood this truth as powerful magical pressure erupted from them. Despite still being at a disadvantage, the monster's demonic aura had little effect on them.

Gale-force winds swept over the area, leveling it just moments ago and now re-dug.

Three Separation Realm experts facing each other was no small matter. However, at that moment, the teleportation array’s light flickered again.

Lin Xuan frowned as he focused his attention on the Ten Thousand Serpent King while also dividing a portion of his focus to the side.

Who knew if they were friends or foes?

A glow appeared, and several figures suddenly materialized in his line of sight.

Lin Xuan was taken aback but quickly regained composure.

Though many, these were merely some late-stage Core Formation Realm cultivators—three men and two women.

The three men dressed strangely: one a Taoist priest, another a ragged beggar, and the third a man in tattered clothes.

One of the women appeared to be no more than twenty years old, with a beautiful face but extremely dark skin.

Another woman was much older, with silver hair like frost and a stern expression.

Among them, the white-haired woman was the most powerful, at late-stage Core Formation Realm.

The other three were also formidable, all mid-stage Core Formation Realm cultivators.

Together, these five would not be underestimated anywhere; even the Five Great Forces of the Twelve States in Heavenly Cloud wouldn’t dare offend such level practitioners.

Moreover, their attire suggested they were independent cultivators—people who couldn't be provoked.

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