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第两千一百三十五章 嫁祸仇人

The demonized beings were fighting the copper-armored corpses fiercely, gaining an upper hand but still far from victory. No one noticed Lin Xuan's side.

"Truly, heaven is aiding me."

Lin Xuan murmured softly to himself before quietly extending his divine consciousness outwards.

Of course, he was very careful. He searched every corner of the entire Sky Wind City without missing a spot.

Lin Xuan was looking for treasures. After all, this was the largest demonized city in Heavenly Frost Prefecture, and its strength was formidable.

Cultivators usually had treasure vaults in their immortal cities. The same should be true for demonized cities.

Cultivators rose early to gain benefits; naturally, they would try to seize any advantage available.

Seeing the situation favorable to him, Lin Xuan began pondering how he could obtain even greater benefits.

No matter how unscrupulous it might seem, the path of cultivation was fraught with challenges. There was no reason for a cultivator not to return from a treasure-filled mountain empty-handed.

However, after a cup of tea's time, Lin Xuan raised his head. After such an extensive search, he had found nothing useful.

But Lin Xuan did not lose heart. Obtaining treasures was never easy.

Lin Xuan rubbed his forehead with a thoughtful expression on his face. He was delighted at the prospect. There seemed to be a high-ranking demonized being here, and it looked like they were indeed guarding some treasure.

"Little fellow, no matter how you discovered me, now you can die."

The hunchbacked demonized being roared loudly, enveloping himself in flames that made him look as if he had been set alight. However, his face showed no pain; instead, he fiercely charged at Lin Xuan.

What kind of technique was this?

Lin Xuan did not have much experience fighting demonized beings but he was not afraid of playing with fire.

He sighed and spat out a ball of flame the size of an egg. The multi-colored glassy flames immediately grew larger, like meteors falling from the sky, and crashed hard towards his opponent.

Lin Xuan had no time to engage in prolonged combat; thus, he unleashed his hidden technique at once.

Phantasmal Heavenly Fire!

The other party was not afraid either, advancing slightly faster.

In the next moment, they collided.

Silent and unseen!

But a blue light flashed, freezing both the demonized being and the flames on him.

Indeed, even the flames turned into ice sculptures.

At this time, all Phantasmal Heavenly Fire had transformed to blue.

This represented extreme cold. The four attributes could freely convert between each other.

The demonized being's expression was frozen in a look of disbelief and terror.

He never imagined that he would lose to an equal-ranked cultivator with just one move.

Lin Xuan's face showed satisfaction as he reached out his hand, placing it on the ice sculpture. The ice had formed due to Phantasmal Heavenly Fire; for him, the caster, there was no hindrance.

Lin Xuan began performing soul probing.

Soon, Lin Xuan raised his head with a pleased expression. His guess was correct. This demonized being was indeed still here at this moment, guarding the treasure vault.

Having obtained what he wanted, Lin Xuan had no reason to spare him. He flicked his sleeves and several sword lights emerged like fish swimming out of water.

Cracking sounds filled the air as the ice sculpture shattered into pieces.

...

Meanwhile, outside Sky Wind City, in the cloud layer resembling a tortoise.

Rumbling explosions echoed. The Seventh Elder and the Ancient Demon were still engaged in fierce combat. These seven individuals had formidable strength, especially their ability to cooperate, which, combined with the power of the array, managed to block a Spirit Transformation cultivator. Although they seemed slightly disadvantaged from the scene, achieving this was already an incredible feat.

"Something's wrong."

Suddenly, the silver-haired elder cried out in alarm, his face showing both fear and anger.

"Senior Elder, what is it?"

"Hu Daoist has fallen."

"What? Hu Daoist has fallen?" The white-haired old woman was shocked. The remaining five also looked alarmed.

"Yes."

"But those cultivators in the city..."

"Naturally not our fellow daoists; they are likely the old demon's accomplices. He used a decoy to draw us here while sneaking into the city," the silver-haired elder said with gritted teeth.

"What? Does his target include that treasure?" The woman in a palace-style dress exclaimed.

"Of course, what else could it be? This old monster cannot be easily appeased," the silver-haired elder was furious: "I mean, how can a Spirit Transformation cultivator come to Sky Wind City? He must have come for our treasures."

"What nonsense are you spouting here? As an old man of my status, I would not covet your demonized things. The one causing trouble in the city is surely my enemy. You better let me go inside..." the Ancient Demon said with deep resentment.

"Let you in?" The silver-haired elder was furious: "Old demon, do you think we are fools? What enemies? Stop acting like that. That guy in the city must be your accomplice. I will fight to the death for our treasures." As he spoke, he waved his treasure item.

His expression and tone were filled with extreme anger; the other six were similarly enraged, intensifying their attacks.

"Stupid fools! The one who killed your comrades is that little demon, yet you blame me. Do you really think a mere array can stop an old man like me?"

The Ancient Demon's voice was ominous as he clearly had lost his temper. He flicked his sleeves and a grayish-white spirit bag appeared.

After swirling slightly, the bag opened, revealing a ferocious growl.

Dark winds surged, and a grayish-white corpse aura flew out, transforming into an ugly monster.

A refined corpse!

However, its body was pale silver, much larger than usual. Notably, it had a pair of silver wings on its back, resembling bats.

Silver-Winged Corpse King!

Unlike the ordinary copper-armored corpses, this corpse king had been nurtured for ten thousand years by the Ancient Demon with great effort and difficulty.

Its strength was formidable; though not as powerful as the Ancient Demon, it could match a newly promoted Spirit Transformation cultivator. Moreover, its body was almost invincible, its strength indescribable.

"Bad luck!" The Seventh Elder of Sky Wind City did not expect such a hidden weapon to be used. Their faces turned pale in shock.

A ghastly laughter echoed: "How about that? Regretting your opposition to this old ancestor? Too late now; I will extract your souls and refine your bodies."

Before the words were fully spoken, the Silver-Winged Corpse King charged forward ferociously.

Knowing they could not win, several demonized beings had no choice but to harden their resolve and use their secret techniques. The explosions grew louder as the battle became more intense.

In the cloud layer, the Seventh Elder was in a precarious position, facing severe danger.

On the city walls, other demonized beings were triumphant. As time passed, more demonized beings from within the city arrived, relying on their numbers to gain complete control. The refined corpses were being eliminated one by one.

Victory was only a matter of time.

This had little to do with Lin Xuan. Regardless of who won or lost, they would all suffer significant losses. He could sit back and profit from their conflict.

Moreover, Lin Xuan's mood was good at this moment. Through soul probing, he already knew the exact location of the treasure.

Standing on a mountain slope, following the demonized being's memory, Lin Xuan found a steep cliff face nearby. The terrain matched perfectly. He raised his right hand.

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