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第一千六百四十三章 小须臾洞天符

Boom! Boom!

The loud explosion echoed through the air, causing the entire island to tremble. Iblan Fine waved his fan, and several dozen wind dragons suddenly shot out from it. Each dragon was over seven or eight feet tall, their snarling heads and tails moving menacingly as they plunged into the blood mist.

Mingquan Fairy then continuously formed various magical seals in mid-air with both hands. The surrounding cold air rapidly gathered, forming a towering ice mountain over a hundred feet high before it descended.

Indeed, the thick blood mist could no longer withstand this assault, dissipating in a series of thunderous explosions that sounded like lightning strikes on a clear day.

The monster's form began to appear, its five pairs of blood-red eyes opening simultaneously. However, there was more anger and desperation than fear in them.

"Very well, you've forced me to such an extent. One day, the Arhats will retaliate against the Spirit Realm, and all of you shall accompany me to the grave."

Before his words were fully spoken, his body emitted a red glow as a wave of frenzied brutality surged out like a tidal wave, threatening to engulf the five people.

"Bad news, he's going to self-destruct," several individuals, all at the Separation Stage cultivators, reacted with shock. Common wisdom held that hardheads fear those who dare not die, and this monster’s strength was already astonishing. It was easy to imagine how destructive its self-destruction would be. The area within a hundred miles might be completely engulfed, leaving no living creature behind. Should they use an illusionary escape?

There was no time for further contemplation as Lin Xuan raised his hands, casting one magical seal after another...

Boom!

A deafening explosion shook the entire sky and ocean, turning everything into a blood-red hue that sent shivers down one's spine. Within a hundred miles, all living things—birds, beasts, insects, plants, even rocks and seawater—were swallowed by this crimson tide.

Everything with life was consumed...

However, this process came to an end as quickly as it began. In just a few breaths, the blood-red cloud that had filled the entire sky vanished without a trace. The sea remained the same, and so did the sky, but everything in between was gone, leaving not even a hint of the island's existence behind.

No, despite all being reduced to dust, there was still one thing left in the sky—a small, ancient, and broken talisman about the size of a palm.

Yet, this single talisman carried something miraculous. Its text exuded an aura, an indescribable power related to the laws of nature, floating alone amidst the sea and sky as the monster's self-destructive essence destroyed everything within a hundred miles.

Only this talisman remained unscathed, drifting aimlessly in the vast sky. Suddenly, a spark of light flashed from it, followed by a strange self-ignition that turned into a silver flame.

The flame rapidly grew to the size of a person and emitted an eerie波动 emanated from within, distorting and collapsing nearby space before forming a black hole visible to all.

A flash of light revealed a foot stepping out of this void. Following it was a young man in fine robes.

Iblan Fine!

Though he was gently fanning himself with his fan, the fear in his eyes was evident. His actions were merely an act of nonchalance.

"Om," a Buddhist chant echoed as a bald monk dressed in a robe appeared, his kind face covered in sweat from the shock of what had just transpired.

Flashes of light continued, and Jin Yi, Mingquan Fairy, and Lin Xuan emerged one after another from the vortex.

The five exchanged glances, their faces showing relief at having survived.

"Om. I never expected that Miss Iblan Fine would possess such a precious item as the Momentary Cave Heaven Talisman. If not for your intervention, we might all have perished. Though I cannot express my gratitude, this favor will be etched in my heart," the old monk bowed respectfully to Iblan Fine, and the others also expressed their thanks.

"Master and fellow daoists need not be so polite. I acted only out of self-preservation. The monster, seeing it was losing, resorted to self-destruction. Unfortunately, this talisman is merely a broken one, usable only once. In future encounters with stronger foes, we will have no recourse," Iblan Fine sighed, his face showing pain and regret.

"Regardless, your assistance has been invaluable, and I will remember it," Mingquan Fairy's voice carried an odd tone as she spoke.

Even Jin Yi, who was usually at odds with Iblan Fine, blushed and thanked him sincerely.

Lin Xuan could not avoid the same courtesy. Although he had used an illusionary escape to evade earlier, revealing the Illusory Heavenly Flame would be better to preserve his remaining cards.

However, this Iblan Fine was truly extraordinary; such a precious item as the Momentary Bag was not something ordinary cultivators could possess, and even most Core Formation Stage practitioners only heard about it. In some ways, its value surpassed that of a supreme divine treasure.

Of course, the Momentary Bag had been a fortunate find, due to the shopkeeper's lack of recognition for its worth. This man was far from what he claimed; how many more hidden cards did he possess?

Lin Xuan sighed inwardly but showed no sign of it on his face.

The island beneath their feet had vanished without a trace. The matter was concluded here and now, with no further pursuit necessary regardless of whether the opponent was human, an Arhat spy, or a descendant of the阴魂 race. As the saying went, "A dead man's light goes out," and that was the truth.

The sea surface shimmered as the blood mist gradually dissipated. At first glance, nothing had happened.

"Friends, let us go. Within a hundred miles, no cultivators remain; we can safely search for treasure."

"Om, Mingquan Fairy is correct. As they say, 'Long nights breed many dreams.' We should not linger here and risk further delays. Let's retrieve the treasures of Dan Yue Sect as soon as possible to return to Nine Immortal City," the thick voice of the monk reverberated.

The others were naturally indifferent; having already seen such a thrilling encounter without finding any treasure, they agreed that delaying was not wise. With little distance left and no need for the Hundred Flower Boat, they transformed into dazzling streaks of light and flew towards their destination!~!

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