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第二百零一章 惊人神通

The flames moved with such speed that it was astonishing. The zombies had no time to dodge and were instantly set ablaze, filling the valley with a pungent stench and strange squealing noises.

"Brilliant move, Fiery Heaven Burn! My love's fire attribute technique truly surpasses what it used to!"

With her lover’s praise, the woman smiled like blooming flowers. Her jade hand waved, and the red lotus ribbon transformed once again.

Layer upon layer, overlapping into a round shield shape.

Meanwhile, those zombies covered in flames, despite their agony, still charged forward fearlessly.

Their bodies swelled up like balloons.

With a thunderous boom, the zombie fragments scattered everywhere as these monsters chose to self-destruct.

Their ferocity was such that even demonic beasts would pale in comparison.

Unfortunately, they faced a condensation core cultivator. The red lotus ribbon transformed into a round shield and flashed with light, easily blocking the explosion’s power. Two cultivators remained unscathed. The woman extended her jade hand and flicked it.

"Quickly!"

Suddenly, more than a dozen crescent-shaped flame blades appeared out of thin air, rushing towards their opponents.

Two hissing sounds echoed as the remaining three zombies were sliced in half by these flames. But the green-haired monsters let out piercing screams before extending their claws to the sky.

A strange spiritual energy波动 spread from their bodies and formed a blood-red protective shield. The flame blades struck, causing the shield to glow with a bloody light.

"Hmph!" A look of surprise flashed across the woman’s face as she naturally wouldn’t expect such low-grade zombies to withstand her attack. But these monsters had managed to connect their shields into one, indicating they possessed rudimentary intelligence.

She grabbed a small pearl from her palm, though unsure what it was, its emitted spiritual energy was significant, clearly a precious treasure.

Just as she intended to use it, a long laugh came from behind them: "Sister, step aside. Let me deal with these monsters!"

The woman moved aside obediently.

Above the man’s head floated a pale blue sword, three feet long and thin like a cicada’s wing but razor-sharp.

As zombies approached, a sneer appeared on his face. He opened his mouth and exhaled a stream of essence energy onto the sword. Simultaneously, he formed two peculiar hand seals with both hands while chanting incantations.

The sword danced through the sky, leaving countless shadowy trails that seemed real yet illusory, filling the air with swords everywhere.

"Quickly!"

The old man’s expression turned to a flash of killing intent as he pointed at the sword from afar. Like flowing light and movie scenes, the sword shot out, surrounded by deep blue sword lights. Lin Xuan could barely make out what was happening; it was truly awe-inspiring for a mid-stage condensation core cultivator.

Just seconds later, the sword returned while the zombies remained motionless, seemingly frozen in place.

A gentle breeze blew...

Plink!

Sounds of heavy objects landing echoed as each zombie was sliced into several pieces. If Lin Xuan wasn’t so deep in thought, he might have gasped out loud.

Instant kill!

This man’s strength seemed bottomless; after all, he had just decapitated zombies that were equivalent to base foundation cultivators.

"Brilliant move, Lightning Movie!"

The woman clapped and cheered with a dazed look on her face. Lin Xuan was unsurprised by this old-young couple combination. As the saying goes, beauty loves heroes; given his strength, many beauties would vie for his dual cultivation partner.

"I flatter you. I’m just 100 years older than you, hence my greater proficiency."

The woman smiled without speaking. She knew her husband’s true capabilities well. While Zhang Yi was only mid-stage condensation core, there were a dozen of his peers in the same realm at the Leye Cloud Manor, but he wasn’t an ordinary condensation core cultivator; his strength far surpassed those of his peers.

She could dual cultivate with him because their practiced techniques, "Yang Lesser Decree," complemented Zhang Yi’s "Extreme Cold Strength," enhancing their combined power.

Otherwise, there were many more beautiful female cultivators within the sect, and even the demoness known as the "Peony Lady" had interest in Zhang Yi. How could it be her turn?

Thinking of this made Chen Yun feel smug. Back then, she had chosen the most yang and masculine "Yang Lesser Decree" despite being a woman, often mocked by fellow cultivators. Now, it seemed like an extremely wise choice.

She smiled as she held the man’s waist, and Zhang Yi also wore a smug expression. He was naturally gifted, able to exert 20% more power from his water attribute techniques. With his sword, "Cold Scales," being an ancient treasure, his practiced technique was extraordinary. Over a hundred years ago, he had accidentally ingested a divine artifact that hadn’t helped him break through his realm but made his essence energy far purer than his peers.

"Alright, my love, the zombies are gone. Let’s find our two nephews’ belongings and bring them back to the manor; it’ll be a way to satisfy our senior master. Additionally, although Liu’s abilities are weaker, he is still at condensation core stage and shouldn’t have fallen prey to the zombies. He might just be injured and trapped somewhere. Let’s go find him."

"Good idea," the woman agreed with a very obedient tone.

Zhang Yi held her slender waist as they floated forward several dozen feet.

Amused by his own formidable abilities, he didn’t know that someone had been watching them all along. After the two left, the air shimmered, and an ordinary-looking young man appeared out of nowhere.

Watching their backs disappear, Lin Xuan’s face showed a hint of mockery. Clearly, these so-called righteous high-ranking cultivators knew too little about the underworld creatures.

Lin Xuan stretched his hand out and grabbed a large chunk of zombie mist from thin air with his spiritual energy. The white fog struggled and wriggled as if alive.

His expression turned serious. Despite killing dozens of zombies, the density of this mist hadn’t decreased but was gradually increasing. Could it be...

It seemed like good things were yet to come!

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