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第两千一百四十一章 可怕的强敌

Boom!

The deafening sound and blinding silver light enveloped a several-mile radius, with half the sky seemingly wrapped in dazzling silver radiance. Numerous mystic runes of about fist size appeared, rotating and swallowing each other, accompanied by磅礴的精神压力 descending from above.

It made breathing difficult; this vicinity seemed to have been scorched into a desolate wasteland, with the earth collapsing as everything within the silver light shattered into fragments.

Far away, the remaining commoners gasped in fear, their faces filled with terror. The scene before them resembled an apocalyptic end of the world.

Under such a powerful divine technique, nothing could survive.

However, Lin Xuan was not so optimistic.

Just before the sword beam struck the Mystic Ice, he could still clearly see the old monster's expression. Although angry, that look was far from one of despair.

Despite his confidence in his own techniques, this was his first encounter with a spirit-splitting level elder monster. How would the opponent respond?

Lin Xuan's mind raced as he stared intently at the center of the explosion. Suddenly, his pupils constricted.

An incredible scene unfolded before him. Space distorted, and a milky white light flashed. The old monster in the midst of the explosion disappeared entirely.

"Impossible!"

Lin Xuan saw it clearly; that was not teleportation, for the opponent did not move to another location but truly vanished.

"What...?"

With his extensive experience in magical combat, Lin Xuan had never encountered such a situation before. Shocked, he emitted silver light, driving his Heavenly Phoenix Divine Eye to its limit.

Even as the explosion's remnants dissipated, everything was clear under the secret technique of the Heavenly Phoenix Divine Eye. Yet, the opponent remained completely untraceable.

Lin Xuan was taken aback.

As he hesitated and wondered how to respond, a spatial disturbance suddenly arose. The void before him distorted, and the opponent reappeared in his original spot.

He was still trapped by the Mystic Ice, but showed no signs of injury. That strike had been completely dodged.

How could this be possible?

Not teleportation... Could it be some other spatial secret technique? Although Lin Xuan did not understand the principle behind this divine technique, it clearly involved distorting space at the moment of attack to hide in thegap between planes. Once the opponent's attack passed, he would reappear from within.

Thus, no matter how fierce the attack, it could be immune.

Lin Xuan's face darkened. This secret technique used for defense was truly invincible?

However, this thought flashed through his mind only briefly as Lin Xuan noticed that although the old monster had dodged his attack and showed no visible injuries, his complexion was much worse, pale like a corpse, and his aura significantly weakened. If his assumptions were correct, this secret technique could not be easily used; it was likely an ancient monster's hidden skill, closely tied to its primordial essence.

With this conclusion, Lin Xuan regained composure.

One cannot escape forever. Since the old monster’s attack had failed, he would try again.

Lin Xuan took several sips of spirit wine and then recharged his magical power into his treasure.

A buzzing sound echoed as the Soul-Sucking Sword resonated with a life-like vibration.

But suddenly, an anomaly arose. A crack appeared on the Mystic Ice, initially shallow but rapidly spreading like spider webs in all directions.

Soon, it covered the entire surface of the ice block.

With a loud crash, the ice block shattered into pieces, falling from mid-air like broken porcelain.

Lin Xuan was shocked. Even if it were the Illusory Spirit Heaven Fire, he knew it might not have contained this old monster. He never expected such an easy escape.

After so much effort, he had only created one attack opportunity for himself.

Damn! Was a spirit-splitting level elder really that powerful?

What should he do—continue fighting or retreat?

Various thoughts raced through his mind as Lin Xuan's gaze became resolute.

Opportunity knocks but once. Although the old monster appeared overwhelmingly strong now, this was merely an illusion. His strength had significantly weakened compared to its peak. If he could not take this chance to eliminate the old monster, he would be dead without a place to rest in peace.

In other words, he had no choice.

There was no time for contemplation. Lin Xuan felt anger, but the ancient demon was equally infuriated.

For so many millennia in the cultivation world, he had never desired to extract and torment someone's soul as much as he did with Lin Xuan. His hatred towards him reached its peak.

Their enmity would not end until one of them died.

"Kill!"

The ancient demon roared. He flicked his left hand, sending a gray-white light streaking toward Lin Xuan.

Moving too slowly to dodge the Nine Heaven Micro Steps, Lin Xuan was alarmed and quickly raised both hands, pouring all his magical power into it.

Instantly, a clear ringing sound filled the air as the Mystic Ice Mother Shield's light curtain grew denser. The Taiji pattern on its surface rotated ceaselessly, emitting an aura of mystery.

The power of this treasure had been fully unleashed by Lin Xuan.

Boom!

In the next moment, the gray-white light streaked before Lin Xuan and clashed with the Mystic Ice Mother Shield's light curtain.

A silent explosion echoed in his ears. Soon, it became sharp.

The Mystic Ice Mother Shield could not withstand it, being pierced through.

A long spear of white bones appeared, its appearance grotesque. Not only did faint runes emerge from its surface, but a ghostly face was vividly carved at the handle, or rather, imprinted there as if alive.

The old monster's primordial treasure naturally had extraordinary power.

Even though the Mystic Ice Mother Shield was a copy of a divine artifact, it could not withstand this attack. However, although the light curtain was breached, it still bought him some time.

Lin Xuan moved swiftly with the Nine Heaven Micro Steps to another location. When he reappeared over a hundred feet away, he touched his right shoulder with his left hand.

Blood flowed from that spot.

With the Mystic Ice Mother Shield blocking the front and using the Nine Heaven Micro Steps, even these measures could not completely nullify the opponent's attack; Lin Xuan was still injured.

Damn!

That old fellow was incredibly difficult to deal with. This magical confrontation truly had no guarantees of success. The perilousness compared to his encounter with Ice Soul Demon Ancestor hundreds of years ago was almost on par.

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