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第一千四百九十章 孽龙

Sleeve flapped, a streak of light flashed past, as if Steward Fang was fiercely grabbing something.

Even if it caused some suspicion, that didn't matter. At this moment, what mattered was who could act faster.

Lin Xuan's actions were naturally swift. The streak of light curled around and took the opponent’s storage bag in his hand.

Lin Xuan clearly saw that not far away, Sword Young Tian's forehead twitched violently; his face was aghast. Although he didn't understand array formations or prohibitions, his keen eyesight and cunning intelligence were unparalleled. He had also noticed that Steward Fang's few pieces of magical treasures were non-trivial, their value hard to estimate in crystal stones.

Originally, he wanted to take them all, but Lin Xuan beat him to it. This loss was truly uncomfortable.

Yet, Lin Xuan still wore an extremely annoying smile: "Brother, I know you're not well-off, so I'll just take the treasures of these three middle-stage元婴 cultivators. The collections of the two senior cultivators can be left for you."

On the surface, this sounded reasonable and didn't seem like he was taking a big advantage; instead, it seemed like he was considering his opponent's interests.

Sword Young Tian could only laugh bitterly as his face turned as red as a pig’s liver. If not for all those watchful old monsters around, and if he had no surefire way to defeat Lin Xuan, he would have wished to use the Soul-Shattering Sword against him.

But now, he could only take deep breaths, suppressing his resentment. With Sword Young Tian's cunning, he understood that small tempers could ruin big plans.

Bearing this momentary anger was something he would get back in time.

"Haha, thank you for your kind offer; I won't be so rude."

Sword Young Tian said with a smile as he shook his hand, releasing a swirling black aura which transformed into an enormous black hand that grabbed the storage bags of the beggar and the miser.

However, having advanced to the Separation stage, such treasures were not particularly useful. He didn’t even bother looking at them before hanging them around his waist.

Lin Xuan’s lips curled slightly as he retrieved the other two storage bags with a wave of his hand.

The entire process was quick; it took only a few breaths. But the old monsters clearly grew impatient.

"Two more minutes, these few middle-stage元婴 cultivators' storage bags are enough to satisfy your greed. I've never seen such poor Separation stage cultivators before. After this, take whatever you want from the rest of our treasures; I won't contest with you," the Ancient Demon said impatiently.

The Ten Thousand Serpent King echoed his words, and the two yin souls had similar attitudes.

Only Pavilion Master's brows raised as he looked thoughtful.

This unexpected little incident actually made the old monsters less vigilant towards Lin Xuan and Sword Young Tian.

Lin Xuan was naturally elated at this scene.

Of course, on the surface, he remained calm. This counted as an unexpected gain.

"Thank you all for your assistance; we're done. Let's break the prohibitions now."

Hearing this, the Ancient Demon’s face lit up with satisfaction. He suddenly opened his blood-red mouth and shot out a thick beam of demonic light.

The demonic light exploded after leaving his mouth, forming dense black fog that spread like wind, enveloping five immobile middle-stage元婴 cultivators and several dozen ghostly creatures.

These fellows' faces showed extreme fear as their curses grew more vicious. Unfortunately, it was useless; once they were wrapped in the black mist, their curses turned into screams of pain.

Pops echoed in his ears as the Ancient Demon swung his hands, reciting deep incantations.

Large magical seals flickered before him and merged into the black fog.

"Friends, what are you waiting for? Let's act together."

Following the command, Lin Xuan didn’t hesitate; he took a deep breath and slowly rose into the air. Although there were prohibitions against flying here, with full effort, it wasn't impossible to overcome them. But thinking of swift flight was sheer folly.

Countless green light points appeared before him—these were earth属性 primordial energy. Lin Xuan could manipulate the Five Elements, but he wouldn’t reveal himself at this moment.

The other old monsters did similar things, and with the Ancient Demon included, they formed a rough北斗七星 formation.

"Quick."

Lin Xuan pointed his finger forward. Green primordial energy suddenly gathered, concentrated in his hand, then burst forth to form a light column about ten feet thick. It seemed slow but was actually rapid as it shot down towards the ground.

Simultaneously, similar light columns came from other directions—red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple.

Apart from the Five Elements, there were also pure Yin energy and demonic energy.

The seven light columns merged into a strange array that began to take shape. It was right above the main hall, the center of the world's ultimate array.

This area had the strongest defenses but was precisely where this array’s weakness lay. As long as it could be broken, the prohibition would vanish like smoke.

The array formed by the light columns turned out to be a circular disk with swirling light on its surface, and several monstrous shadows flickered above it.

Lin Xuan, despite his extensive knowledge, couldn’t recognize any of them; they were ferocious and terrifying, almost certainly demonic creatures from the demon realm.

Of course, Lin Xuan didn't care about these now. Even if he recognized them, what use would that be?

A deafening roar echoed in his ears as the Ancient Demon's face showed a hint of pain. A purple-red demonic flame shot into the black fog.

The eerie voice filled his ears as the black demonic fog began to churn and gradually turned blood red. The middle-stage元婴 cultivators and ghostly creatures were all successfully sacrificed.

Woo…

It sounded like a mountain breeze, but it was more like a chorus of ten thousand ghosts crying. Then, those blood-red demonic mists merged into the circular disk.

The monstrous shadows began to act wildly.

The Ancient Demon’s incantations continued.

"Break!"

With this thunderous command from the demon, an unbelievable scene unfolded.

The monstrous shadows exploded, and in front of him appeared a gigantic demonic claw over a hundred feet long, terrifyingly fierce.

Seeing that claw, Lin Xuan felt a chill run down his spine. It was like being targeted by a tiger; he believed the feeling wouldn't be much better than being entangled by a snake.

It was just a claw, but for some reason, he felt like an insignificant ant before a high-stage existence.

This thing must have a significant background.

"Devil Dragon!"

At this moment, a shrill cry echoed in his ears. Only Lin Xuan heard it. In the Heavenly Destiny Mansion, Mo Er stood dumbfounded as she saw the object, and some fragmented memories returned to her mind.

"Devil Dragon, this is the pet of the Demon Realm's Grand Marshal, Devil Dragon."

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