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第一千九百九十八章 眼神灭敌

"Everyone, don't be afraid. Let's fight this ancient demon to the death."

The elder gritted his teeth. At this point, they had no other choice but to make a stand.

"But how can we possibly match it?" The young woman's trembling voice entered everyone's ears, doubting if her uncle was out of his mind.

"Even if we can't match it, what else can we do? Can we just let ourselves be slaughtered? Even without any hope of survival, we cannot allow this demon to have an easy time. We must make him pay a price for trying to drain our souls and refine our essences," the elder's vicious voice echoed. He was terrified as well, but what could he do when forced into such a desperate situation by these foreign demons?

Gritting his teeth, he raised his left hand. A blue immortal sword flashed with spiritual light, flying out more dazzling than the red throwing knives before.

Following his command to "go," the elder charged towards the enemy first.

A group of young cultivators hesitated, unsure if they should follow their uncle into battle.

Some wanted to flee, but Wang Kun's example was clear. Who dared to have any other thoughts?

Fleeing meant death, and fighting might only result in a different kind of demise.

How could they choose? The young cultivators were mere rookies who had barely entered the cultivation world for a few years, with little experience in trials. Making such decisions was too difficult for them.

"Haha, daring to challenge this sovereign, your courage is commendable. But do you really think you have any chance of victory?"

The ancient demon's voice echoed, using abdominal speech that sounded bizarre and unsettling.

Suddenly, an even louder sound reverberated through the air. A black vortex appeared a hundred feet away on their left side as space twisted and darkened the sky within a radius of a hundred miles. The wind howled furiously, and the primordial energy was chaotic beyond measure.

"What...?"

Not only were the already frightened cultivators stunned, but even the arrogant ancient demon was taken aback.

A tearing sound filled the air as the vortex seemed to be torn apart by two gigantic hands. It expanded mysteriously, and a green light ball shot out from within. The surface of the ball was covered with countless purple lightning bolts like serpents and dragons.

"What is this...?"

The ancient demon cried out in shock, as that light ball was closer to him.

These foreign demons were naturally vicious. After a brief moment of surprise, their faces showed signs of anger. Raising his right hand, he grabbed towards the light ball with dozens of crows following suit.

Inside the light ball, someone could be seen moving, though not clearly. Any human cultivator was doomed to die.

The sound of wings flapping and flames ignited by magic echoed. Even condensation core stage cultivators dared not underestimate such a threat. The cultivator inside seemed dazed; he was surely going to die.

The ancient demon gloated, but his dream shattered when the purple lightning turned the magical fire into nothingness. The crows became agitated as well, showing signs of high-level cultivators.

"Could it be..."

The ancient demon felt uneasy.

Suddenly, the light ball spun and exploded with a loud boom. Wherever the shockwave went, space seemed to melt... human world's space was much more fragile compared to the spiritual realm. The area involved was also lower in rank.

Under this shockwave, even the crows vanished without a trace.

"What..."

The ancient demon, though fierce, wasn't stupid. He had clearly encountered something formidable!

Was it an infant soul cultivator?

Thinking so, he wanted to flee, but a cold gaze swept over him, making him feel like a snake locked in by a predator, unable to move.

This feeling was even worse than facing several grandmasters. Could the opponent be at the union stage?

The ancient demon shivered uncontrollably. Despite their ferocity and combativeness, they were much stronger than same-stage cultivators, but such a disparity made it impossible.

He wanted to run now, but his feet wouldn't budge, and he felt no fear—only emptiness.

At this moment, a clear voice echoed: "What's going on? The spiritual energy here is so thin. It's even worse than the East Sea. Oh, there's a low-grade demon. Could this be the ancient demon realm?"

Lin Xuan shook his head. Even as an Inner Profound cultivator, he felt dizzy from the interdimensional teleportation.

But now, Lin Xuan couldn't afford to feel uncomfortable. After teleporting, he had to determine if he was in a safe or dangerous place.

His gaze swept over and found the ancient demon facing off with several human cultivators.

However, both sides' cultivation levels were abysmal—mere ants to him.

Amusingly, that ancient demon still attacked recklessly.

Lin Xuan didn't care. Regardless of whether it was an ancient demon or a thousand human cultivators, they posed no threat at all.

What surprised Lin Xuan was the thinness of this realm's spiritual energy, worse than even the East Sea. Had he accidentally teleported to the ancient demon realm? If so, things would get complicated.

After all, ancient demons and cultivators were mortal enemies. The relationship between the spiritual realm and the ancient demon realm wasn't much better than that with the阴曹地府. Even though he had advanced to Inner Profound, facing a high-stage ancient demon meant certain death. Let alone the Demon Primordial, there was no way he could defend himself.

"Gulp!"

A frog-like sound echoed. Perhaps the ancient demon was too terrified and lost his sanity, roaring at Lin Xuan.

"Suicide."

Lin Xuan's thoughts were interrupted as he glanced at the ancient demon with a trace of dissatisfaction on his face.

Right, just a glance. He didn't even move a finger or summon any treasures. The disparity between them was too great.

Just this glance made the ancient demon's limbs turn cold. Then, like magic, his body melted away, first his hands and feet, then his entire form vanished as if he had never been there.

The fate of the crows was similar.

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