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第一千五百九十八章 林轩的不安

In an instant, the surroundings fell into an eerie silence. Everyone was afraid that the impending doom might fall upon their heads at any moment.

Many cultivators had lost their color, even though they tried to maintain composure. The fear in their eyes could not be hidden no matter how hard they tried.

Lin Xuan's eyes narrowed as he observed everyone's reactions. It was clear that this Poison Circle Dragon Demonic Ancestor intended to take no one's life lightly; even the Essence Rearrangement cultivators showed no resistance. Among those present, only the Separation and Union Period Wielder of Ten Thousand Beasts might be able to join forces with him.

Despite their previous deadly battle, at that moment, both Lin Xuan and the Wielder of Ten Thousand Beasts put aside their grudges as life was the most important thing. Everything else was just a fleeting illusion.

The old monster's voice pierced through again, "Still unwilling to end your own lives? The ones below will suffer even more."

Lin Xuan’s mind stirred. If the Poison Circle Dragon Demonic Ancestor truly had boundless power, why waste words? He should have simply acted instead of enticing everyone to take their own lives.

Why was he repeatedly luring them into self-destruction? Was this old monster merely feigning strength?

Or perhaps his possession technique had some limitations that prevented him from acting rashly?

As these thoughts raced through Lin Xuan’s mind, he felt increasingly certain about the latter. If not, why hadn’t the Poison Circle Dragon Demonic Ancestor acted immediately? Why play such a cunning trick to make him fight with Wielder of Ten Thousand Beasts while he reaped the benefits later?

Lin Xuan's gaze landed on the Wielder of Ten Thousand Beasts. The old man seemed to have thought of something as well, his voice low and solemn: "Don't be intimidated by this old monster. According to what I know, few even at the Profound Void Realm can master the possession technique. Although this beast is notorious, its secret possession technique has flaws that make it unsuitable for reckless use of power. Otherwise, not only would he destroy his host body, but he himself would suffer severe damage."

After Wielder of Ten Thousand Beasts finished speaking, his eyes turned tense as he stared at the old man floating in mid-air. Though he tried to hide his anxiety, anyone with a sharp eye could easily spot it.

"Is that so?"

The crow-faced old man sneered, emitting an overwhelming spiritual pressure. With a casual gesture, he grabbed something from the air, and several nearby cultivators inexplicably exploded in mid-air. Some had their heads blown off; others were torn open. Their deaths were gruesome, leaving no time for them to even escape with their essence bodies.

This was called an accident once, but now it left everyone in shock. They didn't know how they died. Facing such a foe, the cultivators felt a wave of helplessness.

Lin Xuan's eyes narrowed as he knew that further delay wasn’t advisable: "Friend Wielder of Ten Thousand Beasts, shall we join forces?"

"Agreed. This old monster has gone too far," the Wielder of Ten Thousand Beasts said with approval. "A mere possession body wants to take all our lives. I want to test whether a Profound Void Realm cultivator is truly invincible."

Lin Xuan's prediction was correct; this old monster, having experienced many hardships, knew how to assess situations.

Seeing the two Separation and Union Period cultivators reconcile, the Red Leaf Island and Wielder of Ten Thousand Beasts cultivators breathed a sigh of relief. The old monster was just a possession body. As long as they worked together, there might be a chance.

Especially with Lin Xuan’s recent displays of power, which far surpassed those of his peers, could he not turn the tide this time?

Even Wielder of Ten Thousand Beasts had some doubts about the young man named Lin. After all, he had personally experienced it. Otherwise, whether he had the courage to face such a notorious old monster was still uncertain.

Throughout the process, the Red Leaf Fairy remained silent, as if struggling with an important decision. As the situation reached its most dangerous moment, she bit her lip and seemed to whisper something, though very discreetly that even the crow-faced old man barely noticed.

Lin Xuan's eyes lit up; a heavy stone in his chest fell away. However, he showed no outward signs of this.

This small incident occurred between brother and sister without others noticing. The Red Leaf Fairy’s voice finally reached Lin Xuan: "Brother, I entrust this old monster to you and Wielder of Ten Thousand Beasts. Sister will assist from the sidelines."

"Alright."

Lin Xuan nodded, and Wielder of Ten Thousand Beasts turned to instruct: "There is no escape. You’ll work together with Red Leaf Island’s people."

"Yes, Lord Island."

Even though the cultivators harbored hidden intentions, at this critical moment, they all nodded in agreement.

Wielder of Ten Thousand Beasts exhaled a sigh of relief as he unleashed a wave of demonic winds. The monster with a bull's head and snake's body also spat out a crimson tongue.

Lin Xuan remained motionless but emitted a rainbow-colored spiritual light. The two Separation and Union Period cultivators, who had fought to the death just moments ago, now formed a triangular formation.

From arranging their positions to discussing how to face the enemy, the Poison Circle Dragon Demonic Ancestor maintained a cold expression, showing no intention of taking advantage of any momentary distraction.

His composure unnerved Lin Xuan. Was this old monster not feigning strength? Had his possession technique also been flawless?

Had both he and Wielder of Ten Thousand Beasts made the wrong guess?

Lin Xuan's brows furrowed as if he had stepped into a trap, feeling as though they were being outmaneuvered by that old monster. Yet, upon closer inspection, nothing seemed amiss.

The only thing that raised suspicion was how calmly the Poison Circle Dragon Demonic Ancestor acted… not calmness but a willingness to prolong this moment.

Could there be reinforcements for the old monster?

Lin Xuan’s divine sense swept over the area within a thousand miles and found no other cultivators. The Poison Circle Dragon Demonic Ancestor had always been an isolated figure, never known to bring allies when committing evil deeds.

This made the situation even more peculiar.

Though Lin Xuan was meticulous in his thoughts, he couldn't find any flaws after careful recollection. His speculations lacked sufficient evidence to prove anything.

Well then, let’s just adapt as we go. With this thought, he glanced at the Red Leaf Fairy once again without speaking or transmitting any words.

She seemed to understand what Lin Xuan was thinking and nodded slightly in response.

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