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第一千四百九十八章 宝物还是陷阱

On the other side, Lin Xuan was plunged into an extreme danger.

In terms of strength, he far surpassed his peers. However, at this moment, what he faced was a heart demon.

A single misstep would lead to him losing control and walking the path that led to destruction. The consequences would be even worse than death; there might not even be a chance for rebirth.

Lin Xuan tightly closed his eyes as his body trembled uncontrollably. Deep within his识海, Lin Xuan was desperately fighting against the heart demon. In his dantian, two yuan yin had already opened their eyes, their faces filled with tension. The妖丹, which was about the size of a dragon's eye, spun rapidly, emitting pure essence qi.

However, it was ineffective; a heart demon could not be resisted merely by having deep spiritual power.

Beside him, Mo'er widened her eyes in worry. If facing a formidable enemy, she could assist, but at this moment, the little girl could do nothing to help.

Though terrifying, the heart demon was also ethereal and intangible. Mo'er's eyes widened as she realized that the Law of Little Luo Tian had such an effect on dispelling illusions. Over time, the ghostly fog was completely swept away, and with the golden light retracting, the Law of Little Luo Tian revealed its true form.

The eyes, eyebrows, nose, and other features were identical to Lin Xuan's, as if it was his own shadow. But when combined with his body, there were nine heads and eighteen arms!

Lin Xuan's spiritual power surged to near mid-stage.

Of course, compared to a genuine mid-stage cultivator, he still fell short, but such a transformation was astonishing.

"Phew."

Lin Xuan exhaled. "Young Master."

Mo'er was overjoyed and almost cried out in happiness as she hugged him tightly. Lin Xuan's face showed signs of fatigue; it felt like he had just fought an intense battle.

It was indeed a stroke of luck that the Law of Little Luo Tian could dispel illusions, but if not...

Lin Xuan did not dare to think about it further. However, considering how mysterious this cultivation technique was and its many unsolved mysteries, Lin Xuan decided to focus on it more in the future.

With these thoughts, he put aside his current concerns. After all, there were priorities; obtaining a divine treasure was the most important task now.

The ghostly creatures had been removed from the passage, so Lin Xuan sent Mo'er back to the Heaven's Will Mansion. Then, with a flash of his figure, he flew forward.

This time, no barriers blocked him. After about half an hour, a large door came into view.

"Ah..."

Lin Xuan involuntarily sucked in a breath as the door was enormous, towering at seven or eight zhang high. The surface was covered with intricate runes that shone brilliantly. Lin Xuan could not tell what material it was made of but knew it was no small matter.

Though excited, Lin Xuan did not rush into the door immediately. He had no idea what lay behind; it could be a divine treasure or a trap.

Just moments ago, he had narrowly escaped danger and nearly lost his life. How could he afford to be careless?

After a moment's hesitation, Lin Xuan tapped his waist, and a wooden box about a foot in size floated before him, covered with numerous intricate runes that indicated its importance.

"Thankfully, I was well-prepared..."

Lin Xuan muttered softly, then carefully peeled off the surface runes. A yellowish-green talisman flashed out and floated to Lin Xuan's palm.

This talisman was peculiar; aside from various strange symbols, it had a lion pattern on the surface that stood out most prominently. Though only an inch long, it was lifelike and restless, running around inside the talisman as if truly alive. Its eyes glowed with a bloodthirsty light.

It was a Beast Soul Talisman!

And it was of late-stage yuan yin quality—a rare item Lin Xuan had crafted from the essence soul of Master Zhen's son.

Master Zhen's misfortune was indeed unfortunate; not only did he suffer torture, but even his essence soul was used by Lin Xuan to create a magical weapon.

Wasting resources would bring down divine punishment. But this time, it proved useful.

Without hesitation, Lin Xuan pointed at the talisman. Golden light flashed, and instead of igniting on its own, the talisman vanished mysteriously.

Roar!

A fierce beast appeared before him.

Compared to a regular lion, it was nearly twice as large with bloodthirsty eyes. Its spiritual pressure was formidable; it was still an advanced-stage monster, but its intelligence had been lost, making it merely a puppet under Lin Xuan's control.

Lin Xuan was satisfied and pointed forward, saying, "Go..."

Aaah!

The lion, lacking intelligence, did not know fear. It pounced with all its might, like lightning.

Several feet from the door, it opened its mouth and shot out a light column about a foot in diameter, surrounded by electric arcs. Clearly, its power was formidable.

A loud explosion echoed as the runes on the door flashed. Despite forming a protective barrier, it only lasted for a few moments before being pierced through.

Then, a heavy sound came from within; both doors slowly opened.

Lin Xuan's expression turned strange.

"Is this too easy?"

"Young Master, is there a trap?" Mo'er, though in the Heaven's Will Mansion, could still see everything clearly and expressed her concern.

Lin Xuan shared these thoughts. He would not rush in recklessly but used the late-stage monster soul to explore first.

With his eyes closed, Lin Xuan sent a fragment of his divine consciousness into the monster soul.

Then, he guided Master Zhen through the door.

After a short while, Lin Xuan opened his eyes with disappointment. For some reason, he had lost contact with his divine consciousness.

Though it was not certain that there were traps inside, it was certainly no safe place.

Should he enter?

Lin Xuan's face showed hesitation but quickly turned to determination.

He had come this far; how could he give up now?

He would take the risk!

Even if it meant facing danger, for a divine treasure, it was worth trying.

Despite his resolve, Lin Xuan did not rush in. He flicked his sleeve and the Black Gold Dragon Shield flew out. Although its defensive power was still inferior to supreme treasures, it could easily withstand an attack from a Separation Stage cultivator.

Lin Xuan did not rely solely on this defense; in such perilous situations, having some backup was better than hiding behind it.

With a flash of green light, the Green Flame Qilin Armor appeared. Then, Lin Xuan entered the hall without hesitation.

"Ah..."

To his surprise, he was not attacked. However, the vastness of the area left him in awe.

This was no room; it resembled a plaza. Once inside, his divine consciousness was not suppressed but completely lost its effect—except for Inner Vision.

Lin Xuan ignored this and began to look around. The plaza was enormous, covering several thousand zhang.

Despite being underground, there were clouds of white vapor floating above the ground. Though damaged, they exuded an immense aura, very luxurious.

Lin Xuan's initial exploration led his gaze to a skeleton at the end of the plaza.

Could it be a divine relic?

Lin Xuan was elated as he noticed the skeleton in a crawling position with a storage bag in hand. Could the treasure be inside?

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