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第一千四百九十一章 惊变翻脸

"Pet of the Great绕领 Demon Clan?"

After hearing Mo'er's words, Lin Xuan's expression turned grim. Although he didn't fully understand what Nüelong was, that brief description was enough to make him wary.

After all, while this fellow's strength fell short of a true cultivator by a hair, his pet's power could still be terrifying. Just thinking about it made Lin Xuan shudder.

The scene before them was familiar; he had seen the divine descent technique many times. That old man truly lived up to being an ancient demon progenitor, using the essence soul and flesh of an元婴 cultivator as a sacrificial offering to summon Nüelong down.

Of course, it wasn't the actual Nüelong but just one of its split consciousness claws.

But even so, this was already terrifying. If his guess was correct, that claw's power could rival a洞玄 realm existence.

The expressions of the others were similar; though they didn't know what this giant claw was, the suffocating feeling was unmistakable.

A flash of confusion appeared in Tian Xiaojian’s eyes, while Lin Xuan felt an ominous warning in his heart.

Trust no one, especially ancient demons. His form flashed and he vanished from the spot, using Nine Heaven Microstep to retreat several dozen feet away.

At this moment, the ancient demon roared: "Break!"

A thunderous sound echoed as the claw descended with the force of swallowing mountains and rivers.

"Ziliao..." sparks flew as the air was frayed by friction. Lin Xuan's pupils constricted; whether it was due to his lower realm or some terrifying heavenly law contained in that strike, he felt a heavy blow to his chest, and golden stars began flashing before his eyes.

Lin Xuan was alarmed, taking deep breaths as bone cracks echoed. He circulated his essence qi according to Phoenix Dance Nine Heavens Technique, feeling slightly better.

One strike had such an impact; Lin Xuan, already a top-tier cultivator in the mortal world, realized that his path of cultivation was just beginning.

Beyond humans, beyond heaven.

And who knew if he might one day face true cultivators?

With these thoughts, Lin Xuan lifted his head as if waiting for the thunderous blow. The entire process was like lightning, and the primordial energy seemed to be stirred at that moment.

Wu...

The mountain breeze blew, and with naked eyes, countless whirlwinds appeared in the air, numbering over a thousand.

A strange sensation.

Was this what was described as a collapse in ancient texts?

All five elements of primordial energy—metal, wood, water, fire, and earth—were drained and absorbed into the禁制.

Five-colored light passed by, and from that light screen, an ugly tiger head appeared, lifelike yet illusory…

Roar!

With its blood-filled jaws wide open, it faced the descending Nüelong claw without fear, even showing anger.

Could this be...

Before Lin Xuan's thoughts could fully form, both clashed fiercely.

Ziliao...

A strong gale blew as the seemingly unbreakable light screen was riddled with spider-web-like cracks.

The tiger head, though fierce, disintegrated in a few breaths under that terrifying attack.

Unhindered, the claw pierced through the light screen!

In absolute strength, everything is nothing. Several Separation Realm cultivators were helpless against the supreme array, but Nüelong's single strike—just one of its split consciousness claws—easily broke their dilemma.

The light screen shattered like soap bubbles.

All the old demons rejoiced, while the ancient demon's face showed a sinister expression as he pointed at his target with a finger.

"Quickly!"

But what came out from his mouth were not just these simple words but several archaic syllables that sounded mysterious and almost like an arcane incantation.

Then the claw suddenly swept to one side.

"You..."

"What is your intention, friend?"

Iron Zhouwang and the robed elder were alarmed. They couldn't have imagined their sudden betrayal; no signs of it at all.

They had seen the power of that claw clearly—far beyond Separation Realm—and felt no fear.

But they could not dodge in time!

They cursed as they desperately cast secret techniques.

Iron Zhouwang slapped his waist, and a square treasure flew out.

Its shape was peculiar, resembling an imperial seal used by secular emperors but black.

The front of the treasure bore not five-clawed golden dragons but a grotesque demon's image.

"Quickly!"

Iron Zhouwang pointed at the treasure in front with a finger. Dark energy surged as layer upon layer of禁制 appeared on its surface, containing countless spirits and ghosts whose cries echoed through the mountains and valleys, piercing the heavens.

The robed elder’s gray aura appeared; his body suddenly shriveled, losing all signs of immortality. He looked like a skeleton in a green robe.

Unlike ordinary skeletons, this creature's bones were as white as jade, giving no sense of terror but rather an artistic feel.

White Jade Bone Demon!

Even in the Netherworld, such beings were rare.

Bone cracks echoed as his right hand suddenly grew, reaching over seventy feet long.

Though smaller than the Nüelong claw, the difference was not significant.

With their keen eyes, they could see that divine descent wasn't something to be used casually; after breaking the禁制, the claw was at its last strength. With both of them working together, they might survive this crisis.

But on the ancient demon's face, a cold smile appeared.

Suddenly, there was a thunderous sound.

Boom! The ground shook as space seemed torn and twisted by that powerful force.

The spirits were right; the claw had only one strike left. But its strength far exceeded their expectations.

Iron Zhouwang’s protective barrier shattered like an egg hitting a stone.

An old monster spat out blood, his heart and soul connected to the destroyed treasure, causing him to stumble. A black aura flashed from the claw's nail, piercing his head in an instant.

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