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第两千一百三十九章 怒气冲天

The attack came suddenly, without any prior warning. If another cultivator had faced it, they would likely have been struck down. However, Lin Xuan's experience in magical battles was incredibly rich, and his senses were far more acute than those of an ordinary cultivator. Despite the sudden change, he managed to sidestep at the last moment.

Boom!

The gray-white light column missed its target, striking the ground nearby with a terrifying explosion. A large crater appeared before his eyes, measuring several feet in diameter and seemingly bottomless.

Lin Xuan's face turned pale.

Without hesitation, he moved away from his original position, appearing more than ten feet away. Only then did he raise his head, looking furious and alarmed.

A hair's breadth difference could make all the difference. How close that danger had been, only he knew best.

How dangerous!

The corpse gas contained in the light column was enough to make anyone wary. Even if he were hit, it wouldn't be a pleasant experience.

An ancient demon… still alive?

His mind raced as Lin Xuan narrowed his eyes and released his divine sense.

Wu…

A strong wind blew, dispersing the dark clouds above. Two figures came into view.

Sure enough, standing in front was the Ancient Demon. However, this cultivator of the Spirit Refinement Stage no longer had any arrogance on his face; instead, he looked utterly miserable, almost like a beggar at first glance.

This wasn't surprising given the intense magical battle, especially the explosion just now. His clothes were torn and tattered, with holes everywhere, looking like rags hanging from his body. His face was also darkened by soot, making him look as if he had been covered in ashes. He had numerous wounds all over his body, though the bleeding had stopped thanks to secret techniques, but it would take some time for them to heal.

These were just surface issues. The crucial point was that the ancient demon's aura had weakened significantly. Lin Xuan witnessed firsthand how powerful the explosion was; he estimated that even he might have perished from such an attack. As a Spirit Refinement cultivator, the ancient demon surviving wasn't unusual, but it certainly consumed a lot of his essence energy. Whether or not he suffered internal injuries remained uncertain.

Regardless, at this moment, the ancient demon's powers were significantly diminished, which was certain.

Lin Xuan's thoughts raced, and his expression relaxed as well. Everything was unfolding according to his expectations. The only downside was that the ancient demon wasn't alone.

His gaze shifted towards the terrifying Corpse Refiner nearby.

Silver-winged Corpse King!

Lin Xuan's pupils constricted. His strength equaled a cultivator just entering the Spirit Refinement Stage, but at this moment, the Silver-winged Corpse King seemed to have lost its ferocity due to injuries worse than those of its master. Lin Xuan's expression turned strange as he began to speculate. Perhaps the explosion earlier was meant to eliminate the ancient demon, and it was the Silver-winged Corpse King that bore most of the brunt, allowing the ancient demon to survive by chance.

While the corpse king had saved his master, it was now nearly immobilized and posed no threat.

The ancient demon clearly noticed this. With a wave of his sleeve, a black light shot out, wrapping around the Silver-winged Corpse King before returning him to its spirit ghost bag.

Turning back towards Lin Xuan, the ancient demon's eyes were filled with intense hatred. He hadn't suffered such humiliation in decades.

Lin Xuan was right on target. If not for the Silver-winged Corpse King's desperate defense, he would have perished.

How despicable!

It was all this damned youth's doing.

The opponent had used a diversion tactic, forcing him and the demonized beings to fight while he searched for treasures.

This was intolerable. The ancient demon's face was full of fury as he was on the verge of losing his mind.

"You will pay for this."

He snarled, looking around at the copper-skinned corpses that had been completely destroyed in the battle. The ancient demon's heart seemed to be bleeding. He knew how much effort it took to gather thousands of these copper-skinned corpses; they might not match the Silver-winged Corpse King's power, but their strength was considerable.

He had invested countless efforts and resources into this, only for everything to be lost in one battle.

The ancient demon was both regretful and aggrieved. He wished he could tear Lin Xuan limb from limb.

Despite his rage, Lin Xuan's calm voice echoed: "Punishment, what do you want? Do you wish to reduce me to ashes? You've wanted this for the past three months, but did you succeed?"

Lin Xuan's tone carried a hint of mockery. With both parties already at each other's throats, it was an all-out war.

The ancient demon's rage only benefited Lin Xuan. The more he raged, the more likely he would make mistakes in battle.

Although his strength had been weakened significantly, a Spirit Refinement cultivator still couldn't be underestimated.

Thus, before making his move, Lin Xuan employed a strategy.

"Such an evil fellow, I… must make you regret it. To live or die is beyond my control."

The ancient demon's angry roar echoed in the air. Lin Xuan deliberately provoked him, knowing that he might not fully understand. However, after enduring so much hardship, his anger was too intense to suppress. Even if he knew it was a trap, he would still jump into it.

Before his words were finished, the ancient demon waved his sleeve again, and a black light shot out with a loud crackling sound, rushing towards him with ferocity.

Lin Xuan's pupils constricted; he couldn't see what the treasure was. However, his reaction was swift. He had anticipated such an attack.

Seeing the bright light approaching, Lin Xuan calmly waved his hand, and the Xuan Qing Zimo Shield flew out. The seven shields formed a semi-circle, emitting divine light that merged into a green barrier. A Tai Chi symbol flowed on the surface, making it appear mysterious.

Plop!

The black light struck the green barrier. With the two magical treasures colliding, Lin Xuan's expression changed as he was hit and sent flying several dozen feet away.

How terrifying an attack! How powerful!

Lin Xuan shuddered with fear, but a surprised exclamation came from afar. The ancient demon's face showed astonishment. Though he had acted suddenly, it was almost like a sneak attack. He didn't expect the other party to have summoned their defensive magical treasure.

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