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第一千六百八十三章 力拔山兮气盖世

The phrase "Force that moves mountains and spirit that surpasses the world" was used to describe a mortal's extreme bravery.

However, even cultivators could not levitate or control the weather as easily as they might destroy a thousand-foot mountain. Lifting such a mountain over their head required an unimaginable amount of strength, and the resilience of their bodies was equally hard to fathom.

Even for late-stage Divination Beasts, only about ten percent would be capable of this feat. This guy before them must surely be some kind of monster.

The three late-stage Core Formation cultivators were speechless, while the other cultivators on Poison Dragon Island were in a state of shock and fear. They all stood there dumbfounded.

Then, as if the sun was rising, the massive mountain slowly ascended into the sky.

Below the mountain, Lin Xuan raised his arms high over his head.

Countless ice daggers and arrows appeared before his eyes.

"Whizz, whizz, whizz," the piercing sounds of the air filled the ears, mixed with cries of agony. In a blink, ninety percent of the cultivators had fallen.

Since entering the late-stage Divination Realm was different from the initial stages, Lin Xuan's control over primordial energy had become extremely proficient.

Raising his head, he scanned the entire Poison Dragon Island and found only three survivors who had fled more than ten miles away. They were the three highest-ranking late-stage Core Formation cultivators.

Lin Xuan paid no attention to them and immediately locked one of them with his divine sense. He then sped off like a bolt of lightning in their direction.

The bearded man's face showed extreme fear as Poison Dragon Island, once prosperous, had turned into a hellish realm. The enemy was much stronger than he had imagined.

He no longer planned to seek help from Xiao Yuan Island; even if he could find his four senior cousins, the island would have been completely destroyed. As a survivor, he would be implicated in the incident.

Thinking of the Poison Dragon Ancestor's methods, he shuddered with fear. It was better for him to become an independent cultivator and live freely than to stay here.

His mind made up, his escape light became even faster. Could he really escape this time?

Just as these thoughts crossed his mind, a sharp piercing sound reached his ears. Lin Xuan appeared before him in a flash of green light.

The bearded man's face turned pale with fear but gritted his teeth and struck the back of his head. A silver wheel flew out from his mouth.

"Deadly."

Despite being at this stage, he still wanted to resist. Lin Xuan was unsure if he should commend or scold him for his bravery.

Raising his right hand, a sword energy shot out from his fingertips and pierced through the man's forehead. He stopped moving immediately.

His belly inflated like a balloon before "bang" sounded in his ears as his body exploded into a cloud of blood. His core did not even have time to escape.

Lin Xuan was already more than ten miles away.

A late-stage Core Formation cultivator could be dealt with in one hit; Lin Xuan had no concerns about any survivors. With his strength, he felt confident enough.

The alluring woman also tried to flee desperately, her face showing disappointment. This time, she really couldn't get what she wanted. She was not a disciple of the Poison Dragon Ancestor but a魔道 cultivator who joined the island for protection. It had only been half a year.

She didn't know such an incident would happen; when the Poison Dragon Ancestor went on a long trip, someone dared to attack his door.

She did not want to die, but escaping from a late-stage Divination Realm cultivator was extremely difficult. After hesitation, she became resolute and cast spells with her hands, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

It seemed like she intended to use some secret technique. However, just as she did this, Lin Xuan appeared in front of her.

"What kind of magic is this? Teleportation or something else?" The woman was speechless but knew there was no chance of escape; her life hung by a thread.

"Senior, please be merciful. If you spare my life, I will serve as your slave and maid for the rest of my days, obeying any command you give me without hesitation." She said while making suggestive gestures, her appearance becoming even more alluring.

Indeed, she was not unattractive, with a good figure, which would be quite tempting to ordinary cultivators.

However, Lin Xuan's expression turned blank as he sneered. "A mere commoner, daring to show off here? What do you think I am?"

Before the words left his mouth, he flicked his sleeve and a red light shot out.

The woman had no time to dodge; she could only barely summon a shield. The red light enveloped her, turning her into a ball of fire.

It was not Illusory Heaven Fire; it would be overkill for such a small target.

But it was still formidable. In just a few breaths, the shield was destroyed, and before she could beg for mercy, she turned to ashes in the flames.

Lin Xuan sighed. Only one survivor remained.

He did not intend to spare him either; he came here with the intention of wiping out everyone.

Raising his head, Lin Xuan transformed into a streak of light and chased after the target.

The silver-haired old man was undoubtedly the strongest among the three, already a thousand miles away. However, it was all in vain as Lin Xuan soon caught up from behind.

"Who are you? Does Poison Dragon Island have any grudge against you that you would do such things...?" The old man gritted his teeth and spoke slowly. Among late-stage Core Formation cultivators, he was a strong one, but facing a late-stage Divination Realm cultivator, he had no chance of victory. What should he do?

"Hmph, don't threaten me with that old monster. One day, I will take the soul and essence from him," Lin Xuan said coldly. Their enmity could not be reconciled; did it matter if he acted more decisively?

"Your surname is Lin. Could you be the same guy who caused the Poison Dragon Ancestor's soul to perish?"

"Oh, I didn't expect you to recognize me. Well, since that's the case, there's no need for us to pretend anymore."

Lin Xuan smiled and raised his right hand, shooting several sword energies.

The old man was shocked but unwilling to give up. He swung his hands like a wheel, casting shield after shield. The light flashed rapidly, forming a protective barrier together.

"Hmm?"

Lin Xuan's eyes showed surprise; he had never seen such a defensive treasure before. As the sword energy descended, "Zhe" sounded in his ears as the light on the shields flickered wildly, but the first sword energy was blocked.

Lin Xuan raised an eyebrow, but the remaining sword energies fell one after another.

The dull thuds filled his ears; despite his prowess, the old man could only be a late-stage Core Formation cultivator. He couldn't withstand it, and with the barrier broken, his treasures turned to ordinary metal, losing their protective power. He was easily cut into pieces by Lin Xuan's swords.

Lin Xuan flicked his fingers, and the person turned to nothingness, as if never having existed in this world.

With all enemies accounted for, Lin Xuan did not rush back to count the treasures but instead raised his head, narrowed his eyes, and looked straight ahead.

Soon, several streaks of light appeared in his vision.

They flew towards him like lightning.

"Hmph, faster than I expected," Lin Xuan muttered. He stood still with his hands behind his back, waiting.

The four figures soon arrived before him, their lights fading as they became clear.

Two men and two women.

On the left were an elderly couple who looked over seventy but had sharp eyes and terrifying spiritual pressure that made people flinch. Under the threat of the old man, the sea around them calmed down for several miles.

The right side seemed to be a young couple in their early twenties, both handsome and beautiful like golden boys and jade girls.

However, a cultivator's strength was unrelated to their age; despite the difference in appearance, they were all late-stage Divination Realm cultivators.

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