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第两千零一十章 林轩闪亮登场

Chapter 2010: Lin Xuan Makes His Grand Appearance

The ancient demon seemed quite smug. "How about that? You've exhausted all your tricks, and now what can you do? If you're wise, surrender and suffer less."

"Never!"

Ying'er was both shocked and angry. She had risked her life, but still fell short by one step. Her heart was filled with sorrow and frustration, yet she would never submit: "Fellow Daoists, there's no other choice now—only to fight to the death! Let's fight these ancient demons. Kill one, you break even; kill two, and you make a profit."

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"Fight? What do you have to fight with? Just an early-stage Immortal婴后期 cultivator, this master can send you straight to hell with just one hand. But I won't kill you—I'll capture you alive and turn you into a demon puppet. As the head of Bai Xuan Pavilion, it's bound to be quite entertaining."

Ying'er shivered in fear. The ancient demons were ruthless; not only would she have no chance at survival or death, but this would also deal an incalculable blow to the morale of the entire Twelve Provinces of Tianyun.

Think about it: if even the head of Bai Xuan Pavilion could be turned into a demon puppet, what hope was there for anyone else?

Just as Ying'er's face paled with fear, she realized that self-destructing wasn't an option either. The ancient demons' array had already nullified her attempt to blow herself up.

Ying'er was in such a state of shock; even the others were trembling and weeping uncontrollably. The morale of Bai Xuan Pavilion plummeted to its lowest point, and it seemed their resistance would collapse completely.

But just as this despair reached its peak, chaos erupted behind the ancient demons. A cold voice echoed: "Turning Ying'er into a puppet? What audacity! You dare bully my servant without asking me first. Just a few Separation期 existences dared to be so arrogant here. I'll make you suffer in life and death."

This voice...

The others were already shaken.

Four Pavilion Masters of Bai Xuan—Ying'er, Liu Xin, Wu Yun'er, and Ye Ping'er—all froze, their faces filled with shock beyond measure.

A look of confusion flashed across their eyes.

Was this a dream?

Or was it the last delusion before death? She actually heard her master's voice!

How could that be possible? Didn't he ascend to the Spirit Realm long ago?

And due to the laws of the universe, high-level cultivators couldn't return to lower realms.

How could he possibly be here?

After the initial shock and confusion, Ying'er turned to face Lin Xuan. She confirmed she hadn't heard wrong; it was indeed her master.

Innumerable hardships later, this time, heaven had not disappointed her. The chaos behind the ancient demons suddenly dissipated as countless ancient demons fell. A patch of clear land emerged from the swirling demon mists.

A flash of green light revealed a common-looking youth in the sky.

Surrounding him were numerous grotesque ancient demons. Yet he stood calmly amidst them, smiling: "Ying'er, are you all well?"

His voice was soft but thunderous to Ying'er's ears.

She had not faltered even when surrounded by ancient demons; she did not retreat even as she chose self-destruction. But now, tears streamed down her face like a small woman.

If it weren't for the many ancient demons between them, she would have thrown herself into Lin Xuan's arms.

Heaven was indeed kind to her—she could see her master one last time before falling; even if she were to be turned into a demon cultivator or suffer eternal torment in the Netherworld, she would still find contentment.

After all these thoughts and hopes, Ying'er was so overwhelmed with emotion that she didn't know what to say. The other girls trembled uncontrollably, their tears streaming down their faces.

"Master, I've missed you."

All her feelings condensed into one simple sentence, too moved to check on Lin Xuan's current cultivation level.

But the ancient demons were in a state of shock.

Lin Xuan did not recognize them and was unaware of his connection with Bai Xuan Pavilion. But he knew for certain that this man was an early-stage Daoist cultivator.

Initially, he thought it might be a mistake, but after several scans with his divine sense, he confirmed the man's true nature—certainly not anything less than an early-stage Daoist.

He asked two trusted assistants, Di Demonic and Yuan Demonic. Their responses further solidified his conclusion: these two Separation期 ancient demons couldn't even determine the other's cultivation level; what else could it be but a true early-stage Daoist?

But... how was this possible?

How could there be an early-stage cultivator in the mortal realm? They should have ascended to their demon realm or Spirit Realm long ago.

Could he possibly be from the Spirit Realm?

But that explanation didn't hold either. A million years ago, the laws of the universe had changed; high-level cultivators from the Spirit Realm could no longer break through the void and come here.

Shocked, he realized there was nothing to do. The ancient demons knew how terrifying an early-stage Daoist was—though they hadn't encountered one in their realm, they heard tales of their power and strength.

What should he do?

"Dai Ge, what should we do now?" Di Demonic's voice entered his ears; she looked terrified, her earlier bravado gone.

"Right, Dai Ge, come up with a plan quickly," Yuan Demonic's voice echoed. The two-headed four-armed ancient demon was in a dilemma.

How could he know what to do?

Fight? He feared he couldn't win against an early-stage Daoist and lacked the courage to face one. But fleeing would be dishonorable, and Ice Soul Ancestor would surely be furious if he knew.

That person's anger would be too much for him to bear.

Just as he was torn, Lin Xuan's voice entered his ears: "All demons and monsters listen up! If you're wise, surrender yourselves. You'll suffer less that way. Otherwise..."

This statement caused a commotion among the demon realm and even human cultivators.

Although this new cultivator had immense power, his boasts were too grand. There were over 300,000 demons here, not to mention various beasts and demonified cultivators.

Even if he was strong, could he really fight a million opponents? This boast was too exaggerated!

It must be mere posturing!

The Separation期 ancient demons were furious; their natures were notoriously fierce.

"Brother, this person is too overbearing. Let's fight him."

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