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第一千五百二十三章 万兽之灾

Why must we ascend to the Spirit Realm? Ghostface's voice carried a hint of surprise.

"What do you mean, you just said there was a way for me to avoid the heavenly tribulation?" Tian Xiaodao was taken aback. "Did you deceive me all along, pretending that ascending to the Spirit Realm would be easy?"

"Indeed, I did say that I could help with your ascension," Ghostface replied calmly. "But my ascent is to our Holy Realm, not the Demon Realm."

"What? Why didn't you mention this earlier? That's a dangerous place; I have no interest in it." Tian Xiaojian looked both angry and alarmed.

"Dangerous place? Young Tian, you seem to be misled by ancient cultivators' records. Our Holy Realm is just as suitable for cultivation as the Spirit Realm, if not more so," Ghostface said coldly after a moment's silence.

"So what if it is? Even if the resources here are no worse than those in the human world, can I survive among those monstrous creatures?"

"Perhaps you're too nervous. A cultivator cannot predict the future or turn misfortune into good fortune, but one must not ignore the omens that appear," Ghostface said.

"I understand. Let's just be more cautious from now on."

Without further ado, Lin Xuan's body was enveloped in a layer of green light as he continued flying forward.

Dream Ruyan did not hesitate and followed closely behind.

A roar echoed through their ears.

"Hey, what is that?"

Lin Xuan's pupils constricted. In the distance, a black line appeared on the horizon, like a tide rushing towards them.

No, it wasn't just a black line; it was thousands of demon creatures charging towards them.

The sheer number of them had blocked out the sky, and some were struck by lightning as they flew too high.

Even if they weren't instantly incinerated, their injuries would likely be fatal in such a crowd.

"Demon beast uprising," Lin Xuan and Dream Ruyan's expressions turned grim. Such events were only recorded in ancient texts; no one knew the exact cause. They had never encountered anything like this before despite their extensive experience.

They couldn't afford to delay, for the demon beasts' numbers were staggering—hundreds of thousands at least.

A white light flashed from Lin Xuan's waist—a beautiful young woman.

Facing so many demons, a direct assault was perilous. The more people there were, the better. Yue'er wouldn't stay in the Celestial Oracle Mansion anymore.

"Master, Ruyan Sister, let's go together."

Before she could finish speaking, Yue'er flicked her hand and a banner the size of a palm flew out.

The dark clouds absorbed the souls of countless cultivators and demons, greatly enhancing its power. Even Lin Xuan's Nine Heavens Bright Moon Ring paled in comparison to this treasure.

Lin Xuan did not summon any treasures; instead, his body was enveloped by a layer of green light, revealing the Green Flame Qilin Armor.

He wasn't being overconfident; he had another reason for this approach. The main threat here was the sheer number of demons.

With no creatures above the formation stage, using precious treasures would be more cumbersome than simply cutting them down with sword energy.

Using a sledgehammer to crack a nut was wasteful and unnecessary.

Meanwhile, Yue'er's banner was already prepared for group attacks. Dream Ruyan did not summon her usual treasure either; she flicked her hand, and a three-foot-long green silk cloth floated in front of her.

The trio were ready as the demon horde drew closer.

Lin Xuan hesitated briefly before snapping his fingers and two jade vials flew out from his sleeves into the hands of the two women.

"What is this?" Dream Ruyan was puzzled, but she opened the stopper. A refreshing aroma wafted out.

"Ten-thousand-year-old spirit milk," she exclaimed in surprise.

"Yes, it's diluted ten-thousand-year-old spirit milk." Lin Xuan confirmed her guess.

He had turned a drop of spirit milk into a bottle of essence liquid. While it wouldn't instantly replenish their energy, it would restore true essence much faster than ordinary spirit medicines. With so many weak demons, Dream Ruyan and Yue'er's chances of safely passing through increased significantly.

However, whether they could stay together was uncertain. Lin Xuan gave Yue'er a full half-bottle of ten-thousand-year-old spirit milk; after all, Dream Ruyan held a more significant place in his heart compared to Yue'er.

Ten-thousand-year-old essence liquid was valuable, and Lin Xuan's generosity was commendable.

The demon horde was now only about a hundred miles away. The roar of thousands of beasts echoed through the sky, shaking Penglai Island.

Some flew while others ran on the ground; the thunderous sounds shook the entire island.

Turning around, their faces were solemn as Dream Ruyan waved her hand, forcing nearby water essence to gather around her.

Ice spikes appeared, covering half the sky. Lin Xuan's left hand flicked, and dozens of sword energy streaks flew out, expanding in size before splitting into three, forming a dense web around him.

Yue'er clapped her hands, summoning the Soul Banner. A dark cloud appeared before her, filled with eerie ghost cries; who knew how many spirits were hidden within?

Roar!

The demon horde was upon them.

Lin Xuan shouted, "Let's go."

A green light flashed as thousands of sword energy streaks plunged into the horde. Blood rain fell but quickly dissipated like a stone thrown into water, barely making a ripple.

Dream Ruyan and Yue'er were in similar situations; their attacks were powerful yet insignificant compared to the sheer number of demons. In an instant, they were swallowed by the beasts' roars. Lin Xuan gritted his teeth, determined to carve out a path through blood.

Postscript: According to current progress, we should reach the Spirit Realm tomorrow. Haha, the new chapter is finally starting. Please give me some recommendation votes; thank you!

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