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第两千一百六十章 符箓挡天劫

With these thoughts, Lin Xuan raised his head and drank the last few drops of a ten-thousand-year-old spirit essence.

Whoosh!

His power surged like flames burning fiercely, igniting his dantian. The energy quickly filled his body, though Lin Xuan's face was still marred by fatigue. However, both his fighting spirit and power had recovered to their best state.

Master Fire Cloud intended to kill him here, but it would be in vain.

Thoughts raced through his mind as he waved his hands, sending a series of techniques towards the light barrier before him. The Xuan Qing Mother-Child Shield's light flickered back to life, becoming brighter once more.

This was not over yet.

Lin Xuan swept his sleeves and a dazzling light flashed out, revealing the No Heaven Bright Moon Ring.

Colder air radiated as the two rings appeared in mid-air, turning deep blue. Then, dragon roars filled his ears as ice dragons gradually took shape.

Three days ago, he had used the Secret Technique of the Hundred Dragon Fangs but it was destroyed by the flames before it could fully manifest.

"Too many!"

Despite expecting this final wave to be formidable, Lin Xuan couldn't help but stare. But no matter how many there were, they would have to be braced against.

Boom!

A loud explosion echoed as if a massive tidal wave had surged over him. The flames seemed to find their targets and descended from the sky with precision, covering several dozen feet around Lin Xuan.

This alone suggested just how terrifying the attack was.

"Damnit!"

Lin Xuan's eyes widened as he waved his left hand, performing two actions simultaneously. Dozens of talisman scrolls flashed and ignited on their own, casting multi-colored light as protective barriers flickered to life.

There were dozens in total—carefully collected talismans whose value was hard to estimate. But now they seemed like trash being thrown away.

Layer after layer of protective barriers lit up, dazzlingly bright. But moments later, various-shaped flames crashed down upon them.

Boom!

Explosions echoed as the high-grade talisman defenses proved formidable but also fragile, breaking one by one. These were all crystal stones.

Using talismans to withstand the heavenly tribulation, Lin Xuan couldn't say he was the first in history, but such a practice was rare and could not be called wasteful. Even with abundant resources, it would still lead to bankruptcy.

However, Lin Xuan's situation was different; these talismans were not specially prepared but already stored in his storage bag. Although they caused him pain, he showed no change on his face except for a sharp twitch of the corner of his eye.

Seeing protective barriers breaking layer by layer, Lin Xuan extended his right hand and more talisman scrolls appeared in his palm.

He waved them out, and the light flickered again as new protective barriers formed.

The first wave's attacks had been partially weakened due to these barriers. Otherwise, he wouldn't have time to summon a second batch of talismans.

Thus, Lin Xuan used talismans to block the first wave of flames, saving power. However, the cost in crystal stones was incalculable; any ordinary Inner Profound Realm cultivator would surely vomit blood from such an expenditure. But Lin Xuan didn't care—using them was worth it for future collection.

But this was just the first wave. Overcoming the final heavenly tribulation was still a long way off.

Buzz!

The tribulation clouds continued to churn, and more flames emerged, transforming into various animals—flies, tigers, leopards, dragons, and many unknown monsters. The number was immense, covering most of the sky. Lin Xuan estimated there were at least a thousand.

Lin Xuan's expression darkened. Although the tribulation fire hadn't descended yet, its momentum suggested it would be far more powerful than before.

The interval between attacks was extremely short. As soon as his thoughts raced, the tribulation flames fell upon him.

This time, they transformed into animals in their mature forms.

Lin Xuan threw out the last few remaining talismans but to no avail; they were easily broken like paper.

These fire beasts, lacking consciousness, still attacked fiercely. A tiger-like flame creature's claws flashed as it struck, sending countless claw rays flying.

A bat-like flame creature stretched its wings, over a dozen feet long, and opened its mouth, emitting visible sound waves.

The attacks weren't limited to these two.

Lin Xuan's face turned pale. This was too brutal.

He raised his right hand and pointed forward.

Dragon roars echoed as thousands of ice dragons lunged at the enemies with fangs bared.

It was hard to describe the scene in words. The ice dragons met the fire monsters, battling each other with cold and heat, using their teeth and claws.

On one side, an ice dragon was fiercely bitten by a boar-like monster. Despite its size, no less than ten zhang (about 30 feet), it had two razor-sharp fangs that pierced deep into the ice dragon's neck, preventing it from moving.

On the other side, another ice dragon swung its tail and sent a tiger-like flame creature flying.

The battle was evenly matched. The number of tribulation monsters and ice dragons rapidly dwindled.

Lin Xuan remained unperturbed, his face showing no emotion as he watched the flames continue to churn above him.

"Is this just more consumption?"

Lin Xuan sighed and drank several mouthfuls of spirit wine. He then waved his hands, forming intricate hand seals.

"Quickly!"

His expression was grim as he pointed forward with one finger. Hundreds of ice dragons appeared in mid-air, transforming into seven at once—using the Secret Technique of the Hundred Dragon Fangs for the first time in a short period.

The energy cost and physical strain were immense, but Lin Xuan didn't care; to survive this heavenly tribulation, he had no choice.

Thousands of ice dragons flew through the air. This was timely reinforcement as the initial batch of ice dragons were almost extinguished.

The fire monsters faced similar fates.

Lin Xuan used the Secret Technique of the Hundred Dragon Fangs five times, consuming half his internal power but finally withstanding this wave.

"Damnit!"

The tribulation clouds shrank significantly, but clearly weren't over. Lin Xuan felt a chill run down his spine—could he survive?

He dismissed these thoughts, knowing that confidence was crucial at such moments. He took deep breaths and drank more spirit wine while grasping high-grade crystal stones.

Even if the brief interval allowed only minimal recovery of power, every bit helped in his struggle to endure the heavenly tribulation.

The tribulation clouds continued to churn.

Buzz…

Suddenly, a clear sound echoed as the tribulation clouds flickered on and off. Numerous combat talisman runes emerged from within, filling half the sky.

As more runes appeared, the clouds diminished until they vanished completely.

"What…?"

Lin Xuan was speechless. He had read many descriptions of essence energy tribulations in ancient texts but never heard of this form before.

Was he merely ignorant or facing an exceptionally formidable heavenly tribulation that defied normal understanding?

Lin Xuan's expression was grim, yet there was a hint of joy. For one thing, it would be the final wave. If he could survive, his life would not only be saved but also bring great benefits.

This was a matter of life and death; success or failure rested on this moment.

Lin Xuan's eyes glinted as he refused to give up no matter what.

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