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第两千二百四十五章 身份暴露

Lin Xuan was left speechless by this outcome. He had already guessed that the mysterious woman wasn't a weak opponent, but he hadn’t anticipated her strength to such an extent.

With just a flick of her fingers—no, more accurately, in the blink of an eye—a mid-stage Profound Abyss cultivator vanished into nothingness. Ordinary late-stage cultivators would never possess such power.

She was too strong. Could she possibly be related to that Holy Serpent Ancestor?

Lin Xuan couldn’t hide his astonishment. The scorpion-tailed elder beside him was even more stunned, no longer as composed as before but rather filled with trepidation. When the mysterious woman looked over, he shuddered: "I, Lou, greet you, friend. May I ask your name and title? How do you relate to the Holy Serpent Ancestor?"

His reaction was commendable; he had started to doubt her identity.

"That is my ancestor," she replied coolly, her expression filled with arrogance. "As for my name, what are you, a mere nobody, that you dare inquire about it here?"

Her arrogance and haughtiness left no room for politeness. The scorpion-tailed elder’s face was a spectacle of emotions—fear, anger, and desperation.

"Friend, why such hostility? Do you truly wish to exterminate us all? I am also an advanced-stage demon. In the end, we will both perish, which would be detrimental to me."

"Perish together?"

She laughed, covering her mouth as if she had heard a joke: "Flattery requires boundaries; do you think you are worthy of such a fate with this Palace?"

"Very well!"

The elder was furious. He had initially wanted to avoid conflict but found the woman’s actions intolerable. With no room for retreat, he decided to fight. He wasn’t that worthless Vang, and a full battle might offer some hope.

Raising his right hand, he struck his waist hard, sending out a black gourd-like artifact. The gourd glowed before turning into a deep black aura, rushing towards the opponent.

The scorpion-tailed elder was decisive; once he broke the facade, there was no hesitation. He threw the gourd down with force. The aura emitted from it quickly coalesced into a monstrous snake, tightly wrapping around two icy rays of light.

The icy rays struggled but were useless. They revealed their true form—two daggers with an eerie blue hue, clearly poisoned.

"Hmph, you lowly woman, what arrogance," the scorpion-tailed elder’s cold voice echoed. Now that he had broken the facade, there was no need for courtesy.

"You are courting death!"

The mysterious woman was enraged. A mere late-stage Profound Abyss demon dared to mock her? She couldn’t believe it.

With a snap of her fingers, she revealed a green bracelet from her wrist, which instantly grew in size and emitted dark magic runes. It slammed towards the elder with force.

The elder’s face turned grim; he tore his shirt open, revealing a necklace of eighteen black skulls around his chest.

Each skull was pitch-black, and he spat out some blood, which the skulls absorbed, growing larger and spewing dark flames at the bracelet.

These two treasures seemed to be formidable magic artifacts. However, upon contact, the seemingly fierce skulls were quickly overwhelmed and vanished.

The scorpion-tailed elder was shocked by this outcome. But then, something even more unbelievable happened—the bracelet flashed and disappeared.

A clear ringing sound followed as it encircled his neck. Suddenly, he felt his strength blocked, unable to gather any force.

The mysterious woman didn’t miss such an opportunity; she raised her hand and pushed forward, sending a thick light beam that pierced the elder’s chest instantly.

She had positioned herself perfectly—there was no chance for him to escape with even an infant soul. He was obliterated on the spot.

Two rounds.

Despite being at the same peak Profound Abyss stage, there was no suspense in their battle; it ended almost as soon as they clashed.

Lin Xuan was taken aback.

In the first round, she had underestimated her opponent, allowing the daggers to be trapped. But once enraged, she instantly reduced a peer to ashes with a mere flick of her fingers.

She was formidable beyond words. Could she even surpass levels?

Could she really be that Holy Serpent Ancestor’s descendant?

Lin Xuan pondered from his hiding spot as the woman spoke again.

Raising her head, she continued her arrogant tone: "Friend, have you had enough? You dare to watch from here without coming out to face your fate?"

"What, did she discover me?" Lin Xuan was startled. His expression showed a mix of shock and fear. He knew his situation well—though he hadn’t used the Heavenly Demon Transformation technique, his Breath Control Art was quite mysterious, complemented by the True Simplicity effect of the Black Moon Heaven Witch Technique. Even an advanced-stage demon might not be able to detect him.

Could this woman’s awareness rival that of an advanced-stage existence?

This thought made Lin Xuan’s face even more grim.

Seeing her earlier display and now this twist, Lin Xuan knew she was no ordinary opponent. He had faced countless powerful foes but wasn’t intimidated by a young girl. Unfortunately, his plan to remain hidden failed.

Lin Xuan sighed. Since he had been discovered, there was no point in hiding anymore.

He withdrew the Breath Control Art and emerged from his hiding spot.

"Your temper is immense; I merely passed through this area," Lin Xuan said with a hint of mockery. "Do you really think you can exterminate us all just because you are a Holy Ancestor? You can’t dictate life or death to your peers."

However, the next scene left him speechless.

The woman was clearly furious and ready to unleash her wrath. But when she saw Lin Xuan’s face, her expression froze in shock. Her anger vanished; instead, she looked amazed, as if seeing a flower grow on his nose.

"You, you… what?"

"What is it?"

Lin Xuan, despite his broad experience, was taken aback by the woman’s behavior. Her reaction was too strange—could she…

A thought flashed through Lin Xuan’s mind: She had recognized him?

After much consideration, this seemed the only possibility. The woman had seen through his disguise and realized he was a cultivator from the Spirit Realm.

Lin Xuan’s face darkened; there was no other explanation. How did she spot the flaw? Regardless, he couldn’t let her leave alive.

A murderous intent shone in Lin Xuan's eyes as he heard her words: "You… are Lin Xuan?"

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