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Chapter 1832 - Lin Xuan's Ambush

The blade flashed brilliantly. Even if it were the Demon Tyrant Sovereign or the Six Sea Kings, let alone the High City Lord, they would have no place to hide at such close range.

But the old demon was unwilling to die so easily. With a loud shout that echoed like thunder, his demonic energy surged throughout his body and gathered on his right arm. His entire arm turned dark with energy, scales of purple-red appeared, and his nails grew rapidly. The arm looked like a ghastly claw.

He then turned his head slightly, barely avoiding the critical areas, and extended his right hand. With a move akin to Black Tiger Pouncing Heart, he aimed for Iblan's left ribcage. This was a tactic that would result in mutual injury.

The old demon, at the Profound Yin stage, had vast experience. Few could reach this level without enduring countless trials.

In an instant, the outcome was decided.

Iblan was both shocked and enraged but it was too late to change his tactics now. He poured all his magical power into the Heavenly Treasure...

Blood splattered as they both screamed in pain. The area within several miles was soon filled with a stench of blood. Despite their efforts, neither gained an advantage; both were severely injured.

The demon's face was filled with venomous looks. He had lost one arm and leg. If he hadn't moved quickly, he might have been disemboweled.

Though the bleeding had stopped, it still hurt so much that his teeth gritted together.

Iblan wasn't faring any better. A large blood hole marred his left ribcage, nearly perforating his body. But there was no blood oozing from the wound; only dark demonic energy surged like a living entity.

Both had suffered greatly and separated after their attack.

"Old fellow, I merely killed one of your disciples. If we continue this way, it will likely end in our mutual destruction. Do you really want to risk everything for just one disciple?" Iblan's cold voice echoed.

The demon fell silent. He was no longer daring to be complacent. Although the opponent was at the Separation stage, his strength wasn't inferior.

Though unwilling, he understood that what Iblan said held no exaggeration.

"Then what do you propose?"

"Cease this fight."

"Agreed!"

Surprisingly, the demon didn’t hesitate and readily agreed. At this point, he knew his strength was on par with the opponent. In the cultivation world, it was about who had the stronger fists. With no hope of victory, further discussion was pointless.

Though returning would be a great embarrassment, considering the benefits, preserving his life was more important.

Iblan’s agreement seemed too straightforward, raising suspicion in him. His wary gaze swept over the old demon, and he turned into a streak of light, flying away.

After several flashes, he vanished at the water's edge.

The demon's face showed deep resentment. After a long while, he sighed.

This time, it was truly a case of trying to catch a fish but ending up with one’s own fingers bitten.

A mere Separation stage could be so formidable. The Heavenly Treasure and that demonic transformation... what was the young man’s background?

He shook his head as he transformed into a dark cloud, flying towards the Demon Tyrant Sect's main hall.

He had to keep this injury hidden; otherwise, those who sought revenge wouldn’t miss such an opportunity.

As he flew hundreds of miles, suddenly, a sword energy streak rose from the sea like a rainbow. The momentum was so powerful it seemed to split heaven and earth, heading straight for his head.

Caught off guard, the demon was shocked. He never expected to be ambushed. Could that young man have circled back to attack him again?

No, this magical power was different; it must be another person.

With clear thoughts, the Demon True Man’s face showed more sorrow and anger. It was truly a case of a tiger being bullied by dogs. Even small fish dared to provoke him.

But soon he realized his mistake. This wasn’t just any small fry. The sword's power terrified him; it felt familiar, much like Iblan’s previous magical weapon...

Heavenly Treasure?

The idea flashed through his mind, but the demon hesitated. Such a powerful treasure was rare in the Eastern Sea cultivation world. Could this be true now?

But pondering these thoughts was meaningless. Regardless of what kind of treasure it was, this sword light was incredibly difficult to handle. He had no defenses left after Iblan's attack.

In other words, his current situation wasn’t much better than when facing Iblan’s ambush.

Danger!

A slight misstep could lead to his demise.

This adversity seemed to ignite the demon’s courage.

Roar!

Despite losing one arm and leg, his severely injured body now burst with endless vitality. His demonic energy enveloped several miles around him, and he was at its center. His right hand was entwined, turning into a ghastly claw again. He then lunged forward.

Sizzle...

Like a river converging, the surrounding demonic energy suddenly coalesced towards his center. A fierce wind howled as cries of pain filled the air. In mid-air, an incomprehensible ghostly claw appeared, over a hundred feet long, with extremely sharp nails and black electric arcs wrapping around it, along with countless mysterious runes.

This move seemed fluid but left no trace on the demon’s face; his magical power and blood seemed to be almost completely drained by this attack.

Boom!

The next moment, the ghostly claw clashed with the incomparable sword energy.

After a brief exchange, the sword energy was shattered and dispersed.

But it wasn’t over. The first sword light had vanished into nothingness, but another followed closely behind.

Lin Xuan had been hiding in ambush; he could now drive his demonic缘sword without restraint, even launching multiple attacks.

And this wasn't the end. Following the sword were thousands of fire serpents and ice dragons...

Hundred Dragon Fangs!

Lin Xuan emerged from hiding but made no further attempt to negotiate. Since it was an ambush, there was no need for idle chatter with his prey; he aimed to overwhelm him completely.

This fierce attack was just as powerful as Iblan's earlier assault. The demon had no time for anger or thoughts about the enemy’s identity. He had already used all his strength in that move and could only watch as sword light and ice dragons buried the ghostly claw...

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