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第两千一百二十三章 林轩的凤凰变身

Below the Fame, Crimson Void Artisan, Six Word Evil Ghost Punishment—this really is beyond mysterious!

The ghostly creature with a green face and fangs exuded an aura that was no small matter; it was also at the peak of Profound Yin.

"Senior Brother Senior Sister, don't interfere. Wu wants to personally extract this boy's soul and refine his essence," the scholar said through gritted teeth.

"Oh, you want to fight me one-on-one?"

The scholar didn’t speak further but instead extended his right hand and drew a talisman in front of him.

"Combine!"

Before he could finish speaking, the summoned ghostly spirit suddenly shook its shoulders and shot out.

However, it wasn't Lin Xuan who moved first. Instead, he took a step back.

Then, an unbelievable scene unfolded as the ghost and the scholar actually merged into one, starting to fuse together.

Lin Xuan was dumbfounded. Was this one of the Six Word Evil Ghost Punishment's seventy-two transformations?

It was extremely strange!

The fusion seemed to be led by the scholar, giving the impression that he had swallowed the ghost.

A heavy aura of Yin energy enveloped his body, and within it, flickered blood-red spiritual light, making him appear mysterious while adding a few ferocious energies.

Then, grayish-blue scales appeared on his cheeks and arms, his nails became sharper, and even a third eye appeared on his forehead.

With each movement, a grayish-blue claw beam emerged, shooting into an empty space in the void.

Bang!

Lin Xuan staggered out. He held up both hands, and a shield floated before him. But soon, cracking sounds filled his ears as the shield's surface was riddled with cracks, shattering to pieces.

Earlier, Lin Xuan had no time to summon the Azure Profound Mother-Child Shield, so heat hand;随手 (idiomatically) means "to do something casually or without much thought" took out a defensive treasure from his waist.

He barely blocked the other party’s attack but didn’t fare well overall.

"You can break through instantaneous teleportation?" Lin Xuan’s face showed shock.

The other party said nothing, but the curve of his lips suggested that he was smirking.

Zhu!

A sound of breaking air entered his ears as the monster vanished without a trace.

Was this old fellow trying to use his own method against him?

Lin Xuan's expression turned to one of shock. At this moment, it was too late to summon any treasures for defense; all he could do was roar and release demonic energy.

Colorful spiritual lights flashed, and Lin Xuan transformed into a demon.

This time, not just his arms but his entire body transformed. Behind him, the outline of a phoenix appeared, and with a flap of its wings, a clear cry echoed.

Phoenix Cry to the Heavens, then it entered Lin Xuan’s body.

Externally, he didn’t change much except for his hands turning into sharp claws and his eyes becoming longer.

However, many beautiful red patterns appeared on his surface, adding a mysterious aura to him.

Phoenix Transformation!

Although Lin Xuan now prioritized the Black Moon Celestial Witch Art as his main cultivation, he hadn't neglected practicing the Nine Heavens Phoenix Dance Technique.

Previously, the Nine Heavens Phoenix Dance had nine layers and could be cultivated up to the Separation Realm. Later, after improvements from the Hundred Grass Sect, it was divided into eight chapters corresponding to major realms on the Immortal Path—such as the first chapter for the Flexible Period, the second for the Foundation Establishment period, etc.

Lin Xuan currently possessed six complete chapters.

In other words, he could cultivate up to the Profound Yin Realm peak.

After advancing to the middle of the Profound Yin Realm, Lin Xuan could perform full-body demon transformation Phoenix Transformation.

However, this was his first time transforming into a demon during combat.

The process seemed complicated but was completed in an instant.

The monster’s instantaneous teleportation was faster; it appeared before Lin Xuan's face.

"Filthy little brat, you can go to hell."

The monster roared as its claws and tail attacked. The ghost face on his chest wasn’t idle either, opening its blood-red mouth to spew a red light beam.

Lin Xuan’s hands flashed, creating countless claw shadows. Sizzling sounds echoed, followed by dense explosions as the demonized body clashed with the fused ghost.

However, Lin Xuan was clearly struggling and was knocked back after one exchange.

Although he quickly stabilized his stance, the monster wouldn’t rest either. As a Profound Yin Realm cultivator, it had rich combat experience and would take advantage of any opportunity to strike. It teleported again, appearing beside Lin Xuan, with bone spines extending from its shoulder to strike his chest.

Bang!

Even though he hadn't been injured by the previous defensive measures in the warehouse, he was still pushed back.

"Little brat, where did your arrogance go? Do you only have this much strength?" The ugly woman’s voice filled Lin Xuan's ears with a mocking laugh as her face showed relief.

"Hmph, there’s nothing strange about it. Third Senior Brother previously received Master’s transmission of the Six Word Evil Ghost Punishment fusion transformation, although just one of its seventy-two transformations and only lasting for an incense stick, its power is formidable. Even I, a late-stage cultivator, would have to be cautious against him. What does this boy matter? Of course, he can’t match Third Senior Brother," the grim-faced cultivator said coldly.

"Master sent us three out of caution; it’s not necessary for all of us to fight. One person is enough."

It was no wonder they said so because Lin Xuan was already struggling and seemed close to defeat.

However, they overlooked a detail: although he appeared unable to withstand the attacks, none were fatal—each was either dodged or blocked by his defenses.

Lin Xuan only looked bad on the surface but maintained good physical condition throughout.

As time passed, the distance between them increased, now several miles away from the grim-faced cultivator and the ugly woman.

Although this distance wasn’t significant for Profound Yin Realm cultivators, it could be advantageous if used properly.

A hint of sharpness flashed in Lin Xuan's eyes, but the other party didn't notice anything amiss and continued pursuing him aggressively.

Neither of them had summoned any treasures; they were using their enhanced bodies for close combat. Of course, various secret techniques were still within reach, with continuous explosions echoing, making the scene incredibly intense.

"Little brat, you can go to hell."

The monster roared again as its attacks became more confident. Seeing Lin Xuan being knocked back by a punch, it showed satisfaction and turned, chasing after him. With five fingers forming claws, it fiercely grabbed at Lin Xuan’s head.

This was such a satisfying feeling of overpowering the opponent! He estimated that the young man wouldn’t dare take this attack head-on.

Although the boy was a demon cultivator, his demonized body couldn’t match the fused ghost's strength. He should dodge backward, and with the tail already prepared for an attack, it wouldn’t miss its target—aiming at the dantian instead of the heart.

This attack would be fatal, not only destroying the opponent’s physical body but also piercing through their primordial soul.

The old monster’s mouth curled into a sinister smile. However, what followed left him dumbfounded.

Lin Xuan didn’t dodge; he had been acting all along to reach this moment.

Although Lin Xuan estimated that brute force could kill these three Heaven Corpse Sect cultivators, the location was too close to their main base. To prevent any unforeseen complications, he chose a flanking tactic.

In combat between cultivators, strength is crucial, but wisdom is equally important.

Three together might overpower him, but it would be too troublesome. Killing one first would make things much easier.

Thus, Lin Xuan pretended to be weak, both to lower their guard and to lure the scholar to a distance. When he struck, even if they tried to save him, it would be too late—the few miles of distance was just enough.

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