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第一千六百六十二章 南柯一梦

没错, it was indeed a True Heaven Spirit Treasure!

Just like his Demon Fate Sword, this wasn't some imitation. It was the genuine article.

Lin Xuan couldn't help but be greatly alarmed. Even in the Spirit Realm, True Heaven Spirit Treasures were extremely rare. In at least two hundred years, he had met many Separation Stage cultivators, yet not one of them possessed such a treasure. At most, they would use lower-grade Spirit Treasures to bolster their image.

But here before him was a genuine Spirit Treasure. This Filigree Iblan truly wasn't simple.

At this moment, several demonic runes appeared on his face and forehead, making his aura even more eerie. Ji Yin's expression of amusement had vanished; an inexplicable sense of danger arose in his heart as he turned to look at Lin Xuan, then at Filigree Iblan.

"Interesting. It seems you two are stronger than the monk and that wench. But what does it matter? Do you think a Separation Stage cultivator can escape my hands?"

As soon as these words left his mouth, Ji Yin's body exuded an aura of malevolence. His figure trembled slightly, and a series of illusory traces appeared in his vision.

This wasn't some illusion technique; he was simply moving too quickly. He had just turned around and stood right before Filigree Iblan. To be precise, it was the spot where he had just stood.

This secret art was almost as fast as teleportation. Lin Xuan had locked onto Ji Yin's figure because he had used two Spirit Eye techniques, but Filigree Iblan managed to dodge.

At this moment, a pair of snow-white wings appeared on his back.

These wings were large and long, resembling those of swans.

If they retracted, they would be more than enough to envelop his entire body. The hua patterns on Filigree Iblan's face also lit up.

Ji Yin moved like a ghost, but Filigree Iblan was even faster. As he dodged, he raised the Spirit Treasure in his hand.

A bright blade of light sliced through the air, so blinding that it could not be described with words. Sunlight paled in comparison to this.

"Eh?"

Ji Yin instinctively sensed a massive threat. Even if Filigree Iblan was acting strange at the moment, he recognized a True Heaven Spirit Treasure; such an item couldn't be underestimated.

His body flickered and shot off to the side with incredible speed. His reaction was swift, but the blade of light was too fast, passing by his nose.

Ji Yin's hair stood on end as he felt the chilling sensation. The blade missed and flew off in a different direction.

A moment later, it crashed into the mountain.

Boom!

The sound echoed through the air. The blade of light, only about ten feet long, had cleaved the entire mountain in half, causing rocks to rain down before crashing to the ground with a thunderous crash.

"..."

Lin Xuan was also startled. This True Heaven Spirit Treasure truly lived up to its name.

Behind Ji Yin, cold sweat dripped from his body. If that blade of light had hit him...

This treasure was too sharp; it couldn't be underestimated. He must act quickly and decisively, eliminating these two youngsters as soon as possible.

With this thought in mind, he clutched his hands together, ready to use some powerful divine technique. But at this moment, an unbelievable scene unfolded.

Ji Yin's aura began to wane, and the Spirit Energy around him also started to diminish.

Indeed, it was diminishing.

Just a moment ago, he had been a formidable Profound Knowledge Stage cultivator. In an instant, he had fallen back to Separation Stage. Later-stage, mid-stage, then all the way down to his original form.

His face showed signs of exhaustion; his energy seemed completely drained.

The entire process took only an instant. The three of them were still in shock, staring at each other with wide eyes.

Could it be...

This Spirit Treasure wasn't meant to raise someone to Profound Knowledge; it was merely a dream. Its sole purpose was to temporarily boost the power of cultivators for a short time, but ultimately, they would be reduced back to their original form.

Lin Xuan's thoughts raced. Only this explanation made sense.

The path of immortals was arduous; one couldn't simply take a pill and leap an entire cultivation stage. If it were true, it would defy the laws of nature. Relying on external forces was always a shortcut, and only through hard work could one truly possess power.

"Haha, Brother Jin, you wanted to extract our souls and refine them. Why are you still standing there? Don't you want to try?" Lin Xuan's lips curled in mockery as he spoke coldly.

"Indeed, indeed, Fellow Daoist Jin, you really have some skill. Facing four of us alone, Master Daoshi and Fairy Mingquan both died at your hands. You truly are ruthless," Filigree Iblan was equally delighted. Not only had Ji Yin been reduced to his original form, but he also seemed on the brink of collapse; squashing him or restoring him was entirely up to them.

As for Ji Yin, his face turned ashen. For him, it felt like falling from heaven into hell. Just a moment ago, he had been elated at advancing to Profound Knowledge. Although Lin Xuan and Filigree Iblan's methods were strange, the difference in cultivation stages meant that killing them was no problem. After all, he had always approached with a playful mindset; he hadn't truly exerted his full strength.

A True Heaven Spirit Treasure? It couldn't make up for the gap in advancement. As long as Filigree Iblan could be eliminated, this treasure would still fall into his hands.

There was nothing to worry about.

But who would have thought that the situation had taken a drastic turn, leaving him with only a beautiful dream?

Ji Yin's face turned ashen; there was no turning back now. He felt like an animal cornered in a dead end.

The dream had ended, and he remained at Separation Stage, under the watchful eyes of Lin Xuan and Filigree Iblan.

"You two shouldn't be so presumptuous. If you anger me, even if I die, I won't let you off lightly," Ji Yin said with a grimace.

"Oh? Can you do that? Why aren't you calling yourself the Great Ancestor anymore?" Filigree Iblan sneered.

Ji Yin didn't respond. Suddenly, he pulled out a handful of talismans from his chest and threw them at Filigree Iblan. The talismans flashed, and countless ice arrows and lightning bolts appeared, enveloping him in a blinding storm.

He then dashed towards Lin Xuan with a roar: "Get out of the way."

Ji Yin's actions were well thought out. He was no longer a Profound Knowledge cultivator; he had lost his courage to face a True Heaven Spirit Treasure. While Lin Xuan's methods were numerous, they were relatively easier to deal with compared to the Spirit Treasure. Moreover, as a demon cultivator, once he got close, Lin Xuan would never dare to confront him head-on.

So although opportunities were few, if he seized them well, there was still a chance of escape.

Lin Xuan's experience was vast; how could he not guess what Ji Yin, this fool, was thinking? He had mistaken himself for an easy target.

Choosing Lin Xuan as his breakthrough point—perfect.

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