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第两千二百二十章 再遇田小剑

About a hundred丈 away in that direction, two ancient demons lay dead.

Lin Xuan's eyes flashed with surprise as he immediately flew over without hesitation.

These two ancient demons were tall and imposing. One had a green face and sharp fangs, while the other had two heads and four arms. Their appearances were grotesque beyond measure, far more terrifying than any half-demons.

Although they had perished, their bodies still emitted an intense demonic aura. If his calculations were correct, these two should be at the Separation stage of ancient demons.

The battle traces around them confirmed this. A small mountain was reduced to powder, and a deep crater appeared as if caused by a meteorite impact.

Both ruins retained primordial energy, which would only be accessible after reaching the Separation stage.

"Who killed these two? Were they from the same group?" Lin Xuan's gaze swept over them, quickly determining that none of the half-demons in this village had the strength to do so. None among them had even reached the Spirit婴期stage, how could they defeat a Separation-stage ancient demon?

Lin Xuan closed his eyes and conjured an image in his mind.

The small village was peaceful but suddenly met with misfortune. Two Separation-stage ancient demons wreaked havoc here, but their murderer did not triumph. A powerful figure arrived to take the lead.

After fierce combat, both ancient demons fell.

Though it seemed like a coincidence, Lin Xuan noticed that many corpses had their storage pouches rifled through and discarded in disarray.

Something was amiss; there were clear signs of trouble.

This tiny village wasn't just unlucky enough to encounter plunderers; they had attracted unwanted attention due to their wealth.

"Comrade, does your village have any treasures?" Lin Xuan turned his head, his expression grave as he asked.

"Treasures?" The half-demon girl stopped crying. Although she was still heartbroken, tears wouldn't solve the problem. As a cultivator, she knew this lesson well.

The girl frowned in thought before slowly opening her lips: "We are merely lowly half-demons; we don't have any treasures. But..."

"What is it?"

"Princess, I do have something that might be considered valuable. It's said to be passed down from our ancestors. Might it be a treasure?" She hesitated.

"Can you show me?"

"It would be an honor."

The girl stretched out her hand and patted her waist, sending a wooden box flying out. It was no more than half a foot long and looked quite worn, suggesting its age.

Lin Xuan took the box and opened it. A map-like object appeared, but it was clearly incomplete.

Lin Xuan's brows furrowed slightly. Such an item could be valuable or worthless. He didn't pay much attention; after all, this had nothing to do with him. It was just a fleeting curiosity. Even if there were treasures in the village, a Separation-stage ancient demon might not find them useful.

After an hour, Lin Xuan left with the half-demon girl.

Before leaving, he casually cast a fire spell to reduce the area to ashes, ensuring no one would know what happened here for centuries.

Lin Xuan and the girl flew away. The girl remained silent throughout their journey, her heart heavy with sorrow.

Lin Xuan continued on his own, flying without speaking.

The Great Blackstone Wasteland was vast indeed. After several days, Lin Xuan finally found a secluded place with better surroundings.

He landed silently, surrounded by mountains. The greenery was refreshing after the bleakness of the wasteland. However, these trees and flowers were clearly different from those in the Spirit Realm.

After circling nearby, he brought the girl down. Then, he waved his sleeves to release several sword qi, quickly clearing a cave dwelling.

He then took out some array flags, which he inserted into the mountain walls. With a flick of his hand, an array disc appeared before him. He cast a spell, and faint demonic mists formed into clouds that concealed them.

Lin Xuan's face showed satisfaction as he casually handed over the array disc to the half-demon girl. She hesitated for a moment before accepting it.

"You can stay here. I can only do so much."

"Thank you, Senior," she fell to her knees in gratitude.

"Take care and try not to venture out too often."

"I understand, thank you for your advice."

Lin Xuan waved his hand and flew away as a streak of light.

He already had the map from the half-demon girl. The nearest demon city was only two or three days' travel at his speed.

But Lin Xuan wasn't in a rush; he maintained his Spirit婴期stage and continued flying.

There were no incidents.

Three days after parting with the half-demon girl, Lin Xuan flew while studying the map she had given him. It wasn't complete, so there was nothing to discern quickly.

"Perhaps I'm being too literal. My goal here is to find materials for a spirit division pill. Why should I bother with other trivial matters?" Lin Xuan's self-deprecating voice echoed in his mind. However, before he could finish, his expression changed as he sensed something unusual.

Lin Xuan's face showed surprise and uncertainty. About a thousand miles to the left, primordial energy was agitated, and demonic aura rose into the sky. If his calculations were correct, there should be a battle... no, ancient demons fighting.

Should he investigate?

Despite his earlier words about not meddling in trivial matters, Lin Xuan hesitated. Could this have anything to do with the half-demon village's destruction?

Lin Xuan wasn't seeking revenge; he just had curiosity.

"Let me see. If it’s fate, I might as well take a look."

After some hesitation, Lin Xuan couldn’t resist his curiosity and quietly flew over.

At his speed, a thousand miles was nothing. He didn't reveal himself but cast an invisibility spell.

Continuous explosions echoed in his ears as he approached. Dark demonic light filled the area, black mists swirled, and煞气rose into the sky. Several figures moved about, indeed engaged in fierce combat.

Five ancient demons of various appearances fought fiercely. None resembled human cultivators; they were all grotesque. Some had two heads and four arms, others had green faces and sharp fangs, and still, some had snake tails instead of legs—various forms.

The five ancient demons were strong, all at the Separation中期stage.

They continuously roared, manipulating treasures or using divine techniques, fighting fiercely but clearly on the losing side.

In their midst was... Lin Xuan's eyes widened as he saw him. He nearly stumbled out of his hiding spot.

Was this a mistake? Lin Xuan's mind raced before he stared in disbelief for several moments. It was indeed him.

Lin Xuan sighed deeply, his expression complex. It seemed they had met again by chance after parting ways on Penglai Mountain. He never thought he'd see him again, but here they were, meeting once more in the Demon Realm.

Was this fate's cruel joke?

Lin Xuan felt a mix of emotions as he saw the man unchanged from his memory: elegant attire and an air of grace, with a faint smile on his face. His composure was legendary, a true dashing gentleman.

Many excellent young men had passed through Lin Xuan’s life, but none could match this person's charm and demeanor.

This unique existence...

Tian Xiaojian!

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