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第一千九百八十四章 必方分魂

On the other side, Elder Huaxian also had his hands full. His posture was extremely ancient and archaic, and the incantation in his mouth exuded a mysterious and savage aura.

Almost all of the fire essence energy within the entire space was sucked into the periphery of his body, while at the same time, the monster's power surged out, blending with the primordial energies of heaven and earth...

A strange call entered Lin Xuan’s ears. The fire essence energy gathered in the center, forming a peculiar-looking creature before his eyes.

Its appearance resembled that of a crane but had only one leg, with red markings on its green body and a white beak. Lin Xuan's pupils constricted slightly.

"Phoenix!"

Phoenix was undoubtedly the king of all birds, yet even with its majestic presence, it could not command the submission of myriad creatures. The phoenix Phoebe, born from fire essence, dared to challenge Phoenix for supremacy.

Phoebe was also one of the renowned true spirits, possessing unparalleled power.

What appeared before Lin Xuan was certainly not the true form of Phoebe; otherwise, even a hundred Lin Xuans would be unable to withstand its attack. However, it wasn't merely an illusion formed from fire essence either.

This creature had spirit.

Could it be that this was a manifestation of one of Phoebe's soul fragments?

Lin Xuan’s face revealed a look of great caution.

Indeed, his suspicion proved correct as the bird took on a haughty expression after forming. Meanwhile, Elder Huaxian changed from his arrogant demeanor and respectfully bowed to the creature.

Both their mouths uttered strange languages that Lin Xuan couldn’t understand; they should be from the ancient times of the primordial era.

It seemed like an exchange!

Phoebe aside, Elder Huaxian’s gaze towards this bird was filled with ill intentions.

How could Lin Xuan allow himself to be slaughtered? He wouldn't wait for the enemy's communication but seized the perfect moment to attack.

"Old fellow, you can go to hell."

Lin Xuan roared and thrust his Demon缘 Sword forward.

Silently, a majestic sword energy emerged from nowhere. It gathered in the center, transforming into a monster with the head of a dragon and the body of a horse, sporting twin wings and scales that shimmered like silver.

Qilin!

This was one of the divine beasts of the spirit realm, on par with Phoenix. With Lin Xuan’s current strength, even the power of a supreme treasure had far surpassed what it used to be.

Unfortunately, this wasn't a soul fragment; it merely resembled one. Nevertheless, the spiritual energy contained within the Qilin was formidable indeed. Opening its blood-filled maw, it charged at the opponent with divine might.

This was only one-third of Lin Xuan’s attack.

As his Demon缘 Sword sliced forward, the Primordial Triad also unleashed its ultimate technique.

The roar of a giant dragon echoed in their ears as thousands of ice serpents and fire dragons let out fierce cries. They lunged at the opponent with claws bared.

Shrouding the sky, but this time, the fire dragons were far more powerful than the ice serpents. In this space, there was almost no water essence energy; all the ice serpents relied on Lin Xuan’s own spiritual energy for support.

Accompanying them was a Buddhist chant, and countless golden runes appeared...

A true spirit strike would drain every drop of one's spiritual energy. However, with Lin Xuan having advanced to the Profound Abyss stage, using this technique wouldn't leave him as vulnerable as before. He only needed about a third of his remaining spiritual energy.

Puff…

A faint sound entered their ears, accompanied by an egg-sized light ball leaping from the Primordial Triad’s arm and soaring into the air.

The light ball was incredibly bright, with compressed spiritual energy swirling around it, countless tiny runes flickering. It appeared mysterious beyond words.

Inside the spherical light, a shadow flickered.

A tiger!

However, this tiger was vastly different from ordinary mountain kings. A true spirit strike mimicked the secrets of a divine beast in the spirit realm.

The White Tiger of the Four Symbols!

Its archenemy was the Vermilion Bird.

After the light ball formed, the Primordial Triad’s head roared loudly. It then suddenly pushed its right arm forward. The light ball flashed and shattered, releasing a miniature version of the White Tiger that roared fiercely as it grew in size, quickly surpassing three zhang (about 10 feet). Its majesty was no less than that of the Qilin, charging at the opponent with thunderous force.

Elder Huaxian’s expression turned pale. Though he knew the young man before him was formidable, he never imagined his attack could be so swift.

A Triumphant Strike!

Even Phoebe’s eyes revealed a hint of surprise; this attack's power was somewhat excessive!

But what did that matter? As one of the true spirits, even facing Phoenix, Phoebe wouldn’t back down. Could she fear a mere human cultivator?

Raising its head, it let out a hoarse cry, different from the phoenix’s call, filled with intense hostility. It soared into the sky as Phoebe spread its wings, sucking in all the fire essence energy around and charging at the opponent like a meteor.

In an instant, they collided, their bird calls and roars echoing loudly, far surpassing thunder. The entire space seemed to tremble, spiritual lights intertwining until two distinct light walls formed: one with five colors and the other blood-red.

The battle was evenly matched, neither side gaining the upper hand.

Inside the colorful wall, Lin Xuan could see the sounds of dragons, Qilin, and tigers. The red wall was filled with Phoebe’s fury as it continuously flapped its wings to gather more fire essence energy.

However, the space's remaining fire essence energy was scarce, and even Elder Huaxian’s face turned pale, clearly having exhausted his spiritual energy by summoning Phoebe’s soul fragment.

Yet, on the old monster’s face, there was a look of self-satisfaction. Lin Xuan’s condition was far worse, and he believed he could endure longer.

But this boy's tenacity exceeded expectations. If it weren’t for luring him here with his design, winning would be uncertain.

Elder Huaxian’s thoughts were interrupted by a look of lingering fear on his face. However, the next scene left him wide-eyed in shock.

Lin Xuan flicked his left hand, emitting white light as an jade bottle flew out.

Opening the cap, a refreshing scent wafted out. Elder Huaxian sniffed and his expression changed dramatically.

What could this thing be…

Before he could fully process his thoughts, a bad feeling surfaced. Lin Xuan had already uncorked the bottle and dripped a milky white spiritual liquid into his mouth.

His pale face flushed red in an instant as his spiritual energy rapidly filled him.

"How can such a treasure belong to this guy?"

Elder Huaxian’s voice of frustration echoed, his expression so furious it could split his eyes. But regret came too late.

"Um… Today's update is late again, but the quantity won't be less. Fantuyu will continue working on it immediately."

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