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第一千九百零六章 万千剑气

Chapter 1906: Ten Thousand Sword Qi

Time was pressing, and there could be no delay. Lin Xuan's mind was set as he began to act.

With a flick of his sleeve robe, a vast expanse of light霞 rushed out, swirling for a moment before appearing three feet in front of him. Surrounding元气 then surged into the space, and several techniques were cast by Lin Xuan, pouring more power into his body.

The light霞 transformed into a Taiji diagram, with a diameter of seven or eight zhang. It was mysterious and profound, with subtle符文 emanating from its surface, exuding an ancient and mystical aura.

Lin Xuan's expression turned serious as he pointed a finger forward.

"Ten Thousand Streams Returning to the Source!"

This was a technique he had created during his seclusion, using sword qi to injure enemies without relying on treasures. Its power was incomparable.

From the Taiji diagram, different-colored light columns shot out.

Red represented fire. Yellow signified earth. ...

Different colors indicated different elements.

Each contained metal, wood, water, fire, and earth—none were missing.

As these light columns decomposed visibly, sword qi began to emerge.

Depending on their thickness, each light column transformed into dozens or even hundreds of sword qi.

The lengths varied greatly. The largest was over seven zhang, while the smallest resembled a dagger.

Even with the gathered essence qi, Old Demon Tyrant Zhen felt shaken. Even at his peak, he would find it difficult to withstand this attack.

Lin Xuan's youth had formidable strength even without taking advantage of the situation. This thought made him feel somewhat fearful.

At that moment, Lin Xuan paid no mind to what Old Demon Tyrant Zhen was thinking. With a snap of his fingers, tens of thousands of sword qi surged forward.

Lin Xuan closed his eyes and released his powerful divine consciousness fully. Unlike in combat, where he could simply slash and cut, here he needed meticulous control.

A moment's distraction could destroy the precious crystal ore. Lin Xuan aimed to avoid such issues.

Speaking of luck, this vein was exceptionally easy to mine.

Otherwise, encountering a vein with extreme impurities would make it impossible for even a well-staffed team to extract anything in a short time.

Clanging sounds filled his ears as one by one, precious crystal ore emerged from the embedded stone walls.

With a wave of his right hand, a storage bag flew out and was raised into the air. The bag's mouth opened, and streams of green霞 spread outwards, sweeping towards all sides...

Soon, the entire storage bag was filled. Lin Xuan quickly stuffed it back onto his waist.

According to spatial laws, storage bags cannot contain other storage bags inside them.

However, a higher-level storage bag could hold another one for a moment because it contained more advanced principles.

First, he stored the crystals in the storage bag, then returned it to his waist, saving space significantly.

Old Demon Tyrant Zhen was dumbfounded. Could this youth possess a precious storage item?

He had only heard of such things. The old monster realized that he could no longer fully understand Lin Xuan.

Cutting through the vein with sword light and filling the crystals back in was not complicated, but it wasn't done by just one person or one sword.

Countless colorful sword qi filled the sky—over ten thousand. This was terrifying. While using sword qi was easier than using a treasure, having so many required an astonishing amount of divine consciousness. Even Old Demon Tyrant Zhen doubted he could match Lin Xuan.

His eyes were filled with complex emotions as his confidence wavered. Could he really fight against Lin Xuan after removing the soul-sealing technique and finding a body to possess?

The old monster was in turmoil, realizing that Lin Xuan was far more powerful than he had imagined.

Lin Xuan paid no mind to Old Demon Tyrant Zhen's thoughts. All his energy was focused on mining the crystals while controlling so many sword qi—impossible under normal circumstances.

Time passed quickly. Before long, an hour had gone by.

The vein extended only a dozen miles and wasn't large at all; it could even be considered miniature.

This was not strange. Generally, veins of top-grade crystal were very small, and having one over ten miles was already impressive.

Lin Xuan's actions were swift. Already, a third of the vein had been mined by him.

Suddenly, an angry shout rang out, accompanied by terrifying spiritual pressure that appeared on the horizon, rolling towards them like a storm.

Lin Xuan's expression changed.

A cultivator of the Profound Stage!

And not just at the initial stage; it was an old monster. The feeling was no weaker than that of the Law Enforcement Elders in the Holy City. Could this be...

The answer came quickly as a startling light appeared on the horizon, flying closer with incredible speed.

Lin Xuan's pupils constricted as he shouted loudly, his hands moving like butterflies, casting several techniques forward.

"Quickly!"

With his loud shout, the tens of thousands of sword qi changed direction. They stopped cutting and converged towards the center, transforming into patches of light霞 while buzzing loudly. The sight was terrifying as they surged towards the approaching figure.

Strike first; suffer later. Lin Xuan had some guesses about the identity of the newcomer but knew that it didn't matter now. With crystal ore veins here, any cultivator must be an enemy.

Eliminate them first!

Lin Xuan's choice was correct. The cultivation world was a place where the strong preyed on the weak. In the face of such treasures, who would expect to negotiate with the newcomer?

Reasoning with a cultivator was useless; power determined everything.

Seeing this terrifying light attack, Old Demon Tyrant Zhen sucked in a cold breath.

Just used for mining before, it now revealed its full potential as an attack. A mere Separation Period cultivator could not be so formidable.

While challenges across levels were legendary, he had never taken them seriously. Legends and reality couldn't be compared.

Even forced to sign the master-servant blood pact by Lin Xuan, Old Demon Tyrant Zhen was不服气. He represented a far different comparison of true strength than what it seemed.

However, his confidence wavered at this moment. Without any treasures, Lin Xuan had unleashed such a terrifying technique. Even at his peak, he would have to temporarily avoid the attack. Such a cultivator having the ability for cross-level challenges was not surprising.

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