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第一百七十二章 三级兽符

"Old Ghost, even now you still want to play tricks on me!"

The Demon Tyrant of Heaven's Will roared and transformed into a streak of light, rushing towards the Extreme Evil Tyrant alongside his blood puppet.

"If you insist on dying, I'll make it happen."

A sinister glint flashed across the Extreme Evil Tyrant's face as he waved his Ten Thousand Souls Banner. The black mist immediately erupted with fierce ghosts and spirits.

The Demon Tyrant of Heaven's Will showed no fear. He snapped his fingers and a string of beads appeared before him. At first glance, they resembled Buddhist prayer beads, but upon closer inspection, one could feel the chill. Each bead was actually a tiny skull, and these skulls were black.

Lin Xuan felt a shiver down his spine; he hadn't expected that both the Extreme Evil Tyrant and the Demon Tyrant of Heaven's Will came from the same school and were both ghost cultivators.

The demon tyrant flicked his ten fingers, sending out spell after spell. The skulls absorbed these spells and quickly grew to several dozen feet in height, grinning viciously as they met the evil ghosts head-on.

"Devil Skulls, my younger brother, you truly surprise me! I didn't expect there to be so many treasures!"

The Extreme Evil Tyrant laughed long and loud. He waved his demon banner, shooting out countless black threads like spider silk. After a dizzying cross of these threads, they transformed into dozens of tiny black spider webs.

"Seize them!"

With a sharp cry, the black spider webs cascaded down from the sky, enveloping the skulls.

The Demon Tyrant of Heaven's Will's face changed; he had underestimated this old ghost. An Inner Core cultivator's abilities were truly formidable—just one secondary consciousness had surpassed his own strength.

After a moment's hesitation, a determined look flashed across his face.

"Go!"

He pointed at the blood puppet, and the clone made from blood and essence leaped forward fearlessly towards the Extreme Evil Tyrant. Meanwhile, he transformed into a black streak of lightning, escaping in another direction.

Cut off your arm to save your life!

Lin Xuan couldn't help but admire the Demon Tyrant's courage. Using a Blood Shadow Clone would cost him two hundred years of lifespan—unless the puppet was completely unharmed. If the clone were destroyed, he would lose more than just his lifespan; his cultivation might plummet as well.

Even dropping an entire level wasn't out of the question.

However, facing such an old monster like the Extreme Evil Tyrant, fleeing was indeed the only correct choice. But making that sacrifice to abandon the puppet was something not everyone could do.

But things weren't so simple.

A strange smile appeared on the Extreme Evil Tyrant's face as he pulled a golden talisman from his chest and shook it. The talisman ignited, and with a terrifying roar, a monstrous beast appeared in mid-air.

A Beast Talisman!

Lin Xuan was no stranger to these, but the soul of the beast inside made him envious. Its appearance and aura were formidable; compared to a third-stage monster, it could rival a condensation core cultivator.

The beast roared, intercepting the blood puppet. Meanwhile, the Extreme Evil Tyrant transformed into a red cloud, running with incredible speed towards the Demon Tyrant of Heaven's Will.

"Brother, struggling is useless. Surrender!"

The Extreme Evil Tyrant wore a mocking expression, like a cat playing with its prey. Just as he was about to make his move, he suddenly frowned, as if sensing something.

Although Lin Xuan prided himself on having superior spiritual awareness compared to his peers, he still fell far short when compared to this old monster. But the astute Lin Xuan noticed an oddity in the demon tyrant's expression and looked towards the southeast.

Could it be...

His guess was correct; moments later, several streaks of light flew towards them at incredible speed, with the White Star Sword Immortal leading the charge.

Lin Xuan's eyes shifted to see Ouyang Qinxin's stunning beauty. Alongside the three top condensation core cultivators were the Blood Demon Ancestor and the Hundred Poison Child.

After killing hundreds of sword thorns, they finally managed to escape from that valley.

Seeing this scene, Lin Xuan couldn't help but feel relieved.

Fear turned to joy!

If it had just been a one-on-one battle between the Extreme Evil Tyrant and the Demon Tyrant of Heaven's Will, he was certain his Heavenly Dust Pill would be useless. But now with so many condensation core cultivators from both sides, even though the demon tyrant was powerful, being only a secondary consciousness, he could only exert limited strength.

With all these forces intertwined, things had been muddied up. Perhaps, there might still be a chance for him.

The various streaks of light stopped. The White Star Sword Immortal and the Blood Demon Ancestor exchanged glances; both showed signs of surprise and suspicion. They had struggled to return here, cursing the Demon Tyrant of Heaven's Will in their hearts while developing a great fear of him. This man not only possessed vast powers but was also cunning and devious. A single mistake could lead them into his trap!

But from the current situation, it seemed that the demon tyrant was in a terrible state. Could this young man be so formidable? And he had never heard of such a condensation core cultivator before—could he be an isolated cultivator living deep in the mountains?

"Please tell me, friend, what is your name?"

The Extreme Evil Tyrant didn't speak but turned his head and moved his lips slightly as if sending a message to someone. Lin Xuan, as an observer, noticed the Blood Demon Ancestor's suspicious look turn into one of great joy. However, this man was a fox, quickly masking his emotions.

It seemed that the demon tyrant didn't want to reveal his identity!

Lin Xuan could think of this, and so too could the Demon Tyrant of Heaven's Will. He couldn't let him succeed; he laughed loudly: "Extreme Evil Tyrant, when did you learn to be a coward? Are you afraid to show your true self?"

What, Extreme Evil Tyrant?

Everyone except the Blood Demon Ancestor, who had already been informed, changed their expressions dramatically upon hearing this name. They instinctively flew away from that strange young man.

It wasn't because they were scared; all present were condensation core cultivators and had seen many grand scenes. The name alone was too shocking.

First among the Demons! Even a condensation core is difficult for a cultivator to achieve, but this person had formed an Inner Core.

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