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In the Spirit Realm, a ten-thousand-year-old spirit milk was considered a rare treasure that could not be easily obtained even in the markets or underground auctions.

The jade bottle contained only a few drops left. Lin Xuan carefully stored them away and soon vanished into the distance with a flash of green light.

"Didn't I see correctly? That kid escaped over several miles in an instant."

The sky was somewhat dim, and three streaks of light suddenly stopped. The stern-looking cultivator's face was filled with displeasure as he shouted out loud.

As he spoke, he lowered his head to examine the round talisman in his hand, waving his hands rapidly and casting multiple inner refinement methods upon it.

A flash of spirit light followed, making the blue light point brighter and more dynamic. It moved swiftly, gradually receding into the distance.

"Could it be that the kid has a random teleportation talisman?" The scholar on the left spoke up. Although he appeared young, he had actually lived for tens of thousands of years.

"It seems so; otherwise, even a spirit division cultivator wouldn't be able to run such a great distance in an instant," a seductive voice echoed as the only woman among them spoke.

"Indeed, this should be a lower-grade teleportation talisman that can only transmit over several miles. If we truly lose track of him, it would be hard to explain to our master," the stern-looking cultivator's expression softened.

"The brother's words are correct; with just this distance, within these Secret Yin Mountains, using the sect’s power, catching up to him shouldn’t be a problem," the scholar replied. He then turned his head towards an ancient figure: "Sister Cao, find out where the nearest transmission point is for that kid?"

"Alright." The woman in red makeup nodded and extended her hand, tapping it on her waist. A green jade cylinder appeared before her.

She then sank her divine sense into it and after a few moments, she raised her head: "The two senior brothers, based on his speed, he should reach Lieta Mountain soon. There is a transmission point of our sect in this area."

"Oh?" The stern-looking cultivator's face showed a cruel expression. "Lieta Mountain sounds good; we can use it as the kid’s final resting place. What are we waiting for? Let’s head to the transmission point."

The other two did not object, as they knew that this mission was personally assigned by their master and thus could not afford any negligence.

They all understood the consequences of failure, but with their combined strength, dealing with a late-stage Yin essence cultivator would be like using a bull to kill a chicken—no difficulty at all.

Lin Xuan did not know about these plans. Although he had fled several miles away in one breath, it didn’t mean he was safe.

A streak of blue light cut through the sky as Lin Xuan continued his rapid escape.

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The energy consumed by the illusory flight technique had been replenished with a ten-thousand-year-old spirit milk. However, while flying, Lin Xuan still held an object in his hand—only the size of a chestnut—and it was emitting a dazzling light.

Top-grade crystal stone!

Lin Xuan absorbed the pure essence qi from within as he flew, ensuring that despite his high-speed flight, he didn’t expend much energy. He needed to maintain peak condition at all times.

In the streak of light, Lin Xuan’s face remained expressionless, but he was undoubtedly thinking something intense.

After a short while—about half a cup of tea—he suddenly raised an eyebrow and turned his head as if sensing something. The streak of light also stopped abruptly.

"Impossible, the pursuers have caught up here."

Lin Xuan muttered to himself, his eyes narrowing as he gazed into the distance.

His divine sense had not failed; he continuously released it in this area, and just a moment ago, there was no trace of life. But suddenly, three powerful spirit pressures emerged from nowhere.

"Could there be a Heaven Corpse’s teleportation point nearby?"

Lin Xuan’s mind raced as his experience was indeed vast enough to deduce the truth with one dive into the abyss.

"F***ing bastard."

Lin Xuan cursed under his breath but did not turn to flee. Instead, he turned and flew towards the direction where those spirit pressures appeared.

Meanwhile, several hundred miles away, the three had just completed their teleportation. Even a late-stage Yin essence cultivator would experience some dizziness from such spatial jumps, but it passed quickly after only a few moments.

"Zzzt?"

The stern-looking cultivator shook his head and then showed a serious expression.

"Senior brother, what’s wrong?"

"Check your divine sense; you’ll see."

"Oh!"

The two others were taken aback. They followed the advice and released their divine senses.

"I didn’t feel anything wrong—instead of running away, he actually flew towards us," the scholar exclaimed with wide eyes, his expression filled with shock that was not feigned.

"Of course, because my divine sense detected it too," the beautiful woman said slowly, her face stern.

Could this person be fearless or plotting something?

The three ancient Heaven Corpse sect’s late-stage Yin essence cultivators looked at each other nervously.

Their reactions were indeed out of the ordinary!

But there was no time to think about it now; several hundred miles might seem far for them but were mere moments away in their realm. A light point appeared on the horizon.

At first, it was faint and indistinct, then suddenly became clear. Afterward, the light dimmed as a young man in green robes emerged—Lin Xuan himself.

At this moment, Lin Xuan had no need to hide his cultivation; powerful energy flowed through his meridians, making him glow with a mysterious aura.

The three’s faces showed suspicion. Although they were not afraid of a late-stage Yin essence cultivator, the fact that he dared to come alone suggested he was well-prepared.

"Three Daoists, are you here to see off Lin某?"

"You can say it’s for your farewell, but we’re sending you somewhere else—Yin Court," the scholar revealed a cruel expression and then waved his hand, summoning a bone staff.

It appeared ghastly, crafted from white bones.

Upon its appearance, a strong gust of cold wind blew, sucking in nearby阴气and drawing it into the staff. Soon after, ghostly howls filled their ears as the staff unleashed an endless torrent of阴气towards Lin Xuan’s head.

Postscript: There are many things to attend to today, so only one update is possible. However, if nothing unexpected happens, updates should resume normally starting tomorrow.

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