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第一千六百六十章 真灵之气

Chapter 1666: True Spirit Qi

In an instant, Jin Yi reattached his severed palm. A cruel smile played on his face as he said, "Refusing a toast and drinking the罚酒—daring to be so insolent! The previous exchange was just warm-up. Now, I'll show you the gap between洞玄and 离合."

His voice was icy cold. Then, with a single finger gesture, brilliant golden light enveloped his body, completely obscuring it. Golden mist swirled like living entities, emitting a powerful demonic aura.

"Kra-kra."

The sound of a frog's croak entered their ears, and the demonic aura began to change. It spiraled and danced, drawing in the surrounding elemental qi, appearing no longer lifeless but almost alive.

"True Spirit Qi," Lin Xuan murmured. The Phoenix Dance Nine Heavens Technique mentioned it; if one reached an extremely deep level of cultivation, they could use the Great Divine Power of the King of Birds. However, this required temporarily converting all their magical power into True Spirit Qi.

Unfortunately, Lin Xuan's cultivation technique was incomplete. Fairy Fengxiong had only established the Phoenix Dance Nine Heavens Technique to nine levels during her 离合期. The description of True Spirit Qi was merely speculation, but the general direction seemed correct.

Nevertheless, even though Jin Yi had become a洞玄期 cultivator, he still fell far short compared to True Spirit Qi. This so-called True Spirit Qi was not only thin and impure but also fundamentally flawed.

Drawing a Tiger But Ending Up with a Dog

Despite this, it couldn't be underestimated.

Soon, the golden light dissipated, flowing like a river back into his body. It mixed with the mist, condensing visibly into a golden armor.

The surface was uneven, resembling a frog's skin, and there were additional layers of golden webbing between his fingers. Rather than armor, it looked more like he had donned a layer of toad skin.

His eyes turned silver white, showing no expression at all.

"You can all die now."

Before the words left his mouth, his figure flashed, splitting into four. Shadows flickered around him as he lunged towards them with incredible speed.

Each of their movements was different, but their expressions and postures were grotesque to the extreme, making it impossible to discern truth from illusion.

Four people stared in shock. This was a bizarre spell—was it an illusion or a body transformation technique?

Fianmu Yilan and the old monk were stunned. Fairy Mingquan's restraints had been simple enough; now that they were removed, their chances of victory remained slim against such a formidable opponent.

Only Lin Xuan showed no signs of panic. Over these two hundred years, he hadn't wasted any time. Seeing his divine sense unable to discern the enemy's movements, Lin Xuan calmly narrowed his eyes. A kaleidoscope of colors appeared in his pupils as golden light flickered on his eyelids.

He activated the Heavenly Phoenix Divine Eye and the Buddhist Sect’s Celestial Eye Technique, combining them effortlessly.

"Master, quickly dodge!"

Lin Xuan shouted with wide eyes. His prediction was correct; what Jin Yi was using wasn't a body transformation technique but an illusion.

The golden Jin Yi lunging at three of them were merely shadows. Only one was real.

While warning the others, Lin Xuan didn't idle his hands. He raised the Water and Mountains Fan high above his head and swung it downward with force. Instantly, a river descended from the sky, appearing in front of him. The water condensed into countless ice spears, numbering at least ten thousand, rushing towards Jin Yi like a storm.

"Om tat sat."

With Lin Xuan's warning, Master Jinhong's expression turned grim. He flicked his fingers, launching beads of light towards the target. The light transformed into head-sized orbs and crashed down with tremendous force.

The impact was far more powerful than any煞雷珠.

However, Jin Yi didn't dodge; he clenched his fists and punched forward with all his might.

Boom!

A deafening explosion echoed as his fist collided with a bead of light. A cloud of smoke rose into the air. Jin Yi charged in without changing his momentum. Lin Xuan's attack followed closely, but a shield emerged from the smoke, spinning to form a protective barrier before him.

The treasure was still Jin Yi’s original one, but its power had increased significantly after his晋级. The imitation divine treasure’s abilities were formidable; these ice spears couldn't be judged by ordinary means. Despite their number, the shield managed to block them all.

Jin Yi's momentum didn't wane as he approached the old monk, just a few dozen feet away. A cruel smile appeared on his face.

But at this moment, space rumbled, and the ancient demon materialized from within.

Instant Teleportation?

No, it was even faster—some kind of spatial technique.

Facing a洞玄期 cultivator, the gap in cultivation made the ancient demon instinctively feel fear. But under his master's urging, he went berserk. A series of cracking sounds filled the air as magic mist swirled around him. With a low growl, his arms flailed wildly.

Suddenly, "Zhis-zhis" piercing sounds echoed as countless black claws burst forth, enveloping Jin Yi in an instant.

"Die!"

Jin Yi roared with anger and charged forward without dodging. His golden fists struck down relentlessly. The fist shadows appeared densely packed, colliding fiercely with the claw beams.

A sound like frying beans filled their ears. Despite the grand appearance of the claws, they were easily shattered by the fist shadows.

But the ancient demon didn't retreat. With a loud roar, his arms fused into one massive claw that appeared in his vision.

He lunged at Jin Yi's head with it.

Jin Yi showed signs of impatience as his right hand suddenly grew larger. Muscles bulged, indicating explosive power.

A punch struck the giant claw.

An ear-splitting scream filled their ears as the magic claw was shattered like a dried stalk. Jin Yi then punched the demon's chest.

Boom!

The ancient demon’s chest was torn open like a meat shop, with black blood oozing out, reeking of its putrid nature. Jin Yi didn't stop; he charged forward and used his arm to hold the demon's head. With a loud roar, golden light erupted as he twisted off the demon's head.

Compared to cultivators, the ancient demon’s vitality was incredibly tenacious. But without a head, it couldn’t survive. It tumbled down.

Jin Yi sneered as he continued to charge towards the old monk with large strides.

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