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第一千八百四十八章 不留后患

He was speaking while secretly wiping cold sweat, discreetly observing Lin Xuan's expression. After all, the opponent's strength was unfathomable; a wave of his hand could easily send him to oblivion.

Facing such a high-ranking cultivator, he dared not be careless. He prayed fervently in his heart, for everyone’s life is precious. Cultivators are even more afraid of death compared to ordinary people, from a certain perspective.

"Departing? When did I say you could leave?"

Lin Xuan's cold voice rang out. The few golden-robed cultivators present turned pale at the sound. After taking deep breaths, they finally suppressed their urge to flee recklessly.

"Senior, we have not offended you in any way. As the saying goes, Heaven has a benevolent heart. Please spare us and let us go."

A thud echoed in his ears. The situation had reached this point; the leader of those golden-robed cultivators could no longer care about face and turned to Lin Xuan with a grand bow.

"Yes, Senior, we are just chance acquaintances. We have never offended you in word or deed..."

Another person spoke with great sorrow, his expression filled with fear. Even that short man who had spoken out of turn earlier was now trembling like a leaf, more afraid than his companions.

"Heaven has a benevolent heart, but if I spare you, who knows whether you will turn on me once you escape danger."

Lin Xuan said coldly. He wasn't a killer by nature, but the East Suburb Sage also wouldn’t do such things. As they say, man does not harm a tiger's intentions, and the tiger harms man’s heart. Lin Xuan had been through so much bloodshed; he was certainly wary.

Although his strength would make him unlikely to fear those few people behind their sect leader, it was easier to avoid an open attack than a hidden one. Besides, they could have eliminated this danger in its infancy. Why should he leave a potential threat? Being ruthless mattered not; these clearly weren’t good people. Eliminating them was simply upholding justice.

Seeing Lin Xuan remain silent, the expressions of those few people grew even more fearful, yet they dared not make any moves.

In just a few breaths, it seemed like a hundred years had passed. This wait was always the hardest.

Especially in such a situation, their lives were entirely at the mercy of others; they wanted to run but couldn’t move freely. The feeling was indescribable.

The five people's expressions were filled with fear and trepidation, as if they had offended Heaven’s laws, awaiting the judgment of an Immortal Emperor.

Lin Xuan showed no change in his expression. Finally, a slow voice echoed: "Indeed, Heaven has a benevolent heart. But you all are likely evil to the core. Punishing evil is also a way of doing good. Let Lin Xuan guide your souls to the Pure Land."

Before he could finish speaking, those few cultivators turned pale, their faces devoid of any color as they realized their last hope had vanished.

Their desperate pleas for mercy ended in the same result; their hearts were filled with bitterness and resentment.

Their eyes glowed with hatred, but their inferior strength was useless. No one wanted to wait passively for death. They stretched out their hands, casting various talismans and precious treasures that could increase their speed of escape. The leadinginfant spirits cultivator roared loudly, his body emitting a dazzling light as a tiny infant appeared above him.

Lin Xuan's pupils constricted; he couldn't help but show surprise in his eyes. This guy was indeed resolute. Knowing ordinary evasion techniques would be futile before him, he had even sacrificed his body to manifest theinfant spirits.

But thinking that would allow them to escape was too naive!

A mocking smile appeared on Lin Xuan's lips as he waved his sleeves, releasing several streaks of green swordlight from his fingertips. The swordlight mixed with the surrounding primordial energy, appearing slow but actually fast, slicing towards the opponents.

The few cultivators were terrified upon seeing this scene; their hair stood on end as they frantically cast various defensive talismans and treasures.

Facing such a high-ranking cultivator, hiding one's true strength meant certain death.

Colorful protective barriers and numerous misty veils appeared in his vision.

To be honest, these few cultivators were not weak at the same level; their defensive techniques were diverse.

Unfortunately, all of this was futile!

The gap between them was too great; no matter how hard they tried, it would all come to naught. With a single force overcoming ten, nothing in defense could withstand that terrifying swordlight, turning into mere paper before being torn apart.

Blood splattered as the heads of four people were taken off without fail.

However, this wasn't the end of the story.

In just a few breaths, theinfant spirits had fled several miles away. Teleportation was indeed much faster than ordinary flight.

He never turned back but through his divine sense, he knew his companions had fallen. The fear in his heart was understandable; at the same time, he felt relieved that he had made the right decision, sacrificing his body to escape danger.

Unfortunately, his joy was premature.

Teleportation of theinfant spirits was indeed miraculous, but it meant nothing to Lin Xuan.

He didn't even take out the long spear with spatial abilities because it wasn’t needed.

With a flash, Lin Xuan vanished from sight and appeared several thousand feet away in front of them.

The teleportation of theinfant spirits had moved countless times, while his Nine Heaven Microstep only moved once. The difference between them was immeasurable.

Surprised, theinfant spirits's face turned pale as he cried out: "Senior, please spare my life."

While begging for mercy with his mouth, he quickly shattered a spiritual pearl. A green glow appeared, forming a small vortex that seemed to swallow theinfant spirits whole.

Lin Xuan showed surprise in his eyes.

He had been wandering through the cultivation world for nearly a thousand years and had never seen such defensive techniques before.

Indeed, the world was vast and full of wonders; as ancients said, the methods of cultivation were boundless. Anyone was just a drop in the ocean compared to them. This saying truly held true.

Thinking to himself, Lin Xuan's expression remained unchanged. No matter how wondrous the technique, without support from his realm, it was like rootless floating leaves.

With a wave of his sleeves, he didn't make any extra movements; spatial fluctuations appeared, and a green hand materialized in mid-air, ignoring the vortex as it grabbed theinfant spirits.

"Senior, spare me."

The opponent tried to beg again but stopped halfway through. A pure yang true fire about a foot long appeared on the green hand, enveloping theinfant spirits, which was reduced to ashes.

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