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第两千二百八十六章 大战古魔

However, at this moment, it was too late to evade. In an instant, the light saber had already pierced through several feet in front of him.

The thick dark fog did not hinder its passage at all; wherever the light blade cut, space itself seemed to be slightly distorted. The deep black fog was even less significant and directly turned into air.

Old Master Yanshan's face was filled with a gloomy expression.

If another cultivator were in his place, they would certainly have their head chopped off. However, he was ultimately an ancient demon of the Spirit Body Realm.

A huge roar echoed in his ears as the dark silk cocoon shattered, and a massive whirlwind suddenly appeared, with a diameter of several dozen feet, extending upwards and downwards. It kept expanding until it collided with the light saber.

Another thunderous sound split through the sky.

The light saber was actually bounced back, and the situation for the light wave was not much better; it dissipated into nothingness...

Lin Xuan frowned, refraining from further action as he stared intently at the demon wind before him.

After a while, with the howling of the wind in his ears, the whirlwind gradually shrank until it vanished without a trace...

Old Master Yanshan revealed his true form. Despite having foreseen this, the sight still made Lin Xuan jump in surprise.

The old man's height had suddenly increased by several feet; what was originally a haggard and ugly old man now transformed into a creature with a bull head and human body, with a snake-like tail trailing behind him.

Red light shone from his eyes, and his entire body was covered in black scales. His fingers grew sharp purple-black nails that were as sharp as blades. His nose was large and ugly, occupying half of his face, with fangs protruding from the corners of his mouth. White cold light flickered on his teeth.

Even without fighting, a cultivator would be terrified just by looking at this figure.

However, Lin Xuan merely swallowed hard before returning to normal.

After revealing its true form, Old Master Yanshan's mana seemed to increase significantly. However, Lin Xuan did not show any signs of fear; he still had many hidden cards up his sleeve.

"Little fellow, if you hand over those three spirit talismans and beg for mercy, I might spare your life," Old Master Yanshan said with a voice much rougher than before.

"Is that so? Flattery doesn't work on me. Do you really think Lin Xuan would believe such words?"

Lin Xuan smiled. Releasing a tiger back into the wild meant leaving behind future dangers; if they were to switch places, he wouldn't hesitate to kill this old man after making him promise to hand over his treasures.

Breaking promises was perfectly normal for cultivators—there was nothing shameful about it. He would do the same, so why should an ancient demon be any different?

Therefore, without hesitation, Lin Xuan rejected the offer outright.

"Little fellow, you really don't know when to die. If that's the case, I'll extract your soul and refine your spirit."

Old Master Yanshan laughed in fury as a huge treasure appeared before him. It was a massive wolf tooth club, several dozen feet long. The old monster grasped it with his hand, raised it high above his head, and smashed it down towards Lin Xuan.

With the action, a shadow of the Wolf Sovereign Club appeared in mid-air; compared to its actual size, this shadow was much larger—hundreds of feet tall—and it was terrifying.

I'll dodge!

Facing such a fierce attack, no fool would try to block it. Fortunately, Lin Xuan had prepared for this moment.

With a flick of his body, he instantly deployed Nine Heavens Microstep and vanished without a trace. He was already over a thousand feet away.

Old Master Yanshan's attack naturally missed its target, but the result left Lin Xuan speechless.

He did manage to dodge, but behind him, a towering mountain several thousand feet high didn't have such good luck; it was struck by the shadow and collapsed with a rumbling sound.

This outcome was expected. Moving mountains and filling seas for a Spirit Body Realm existence was as easy as raising one's hand. However, this wasn't the end; how could a single mountain consume all of Old Master Yanshan's attack?

With another crash, the remaining shadow continued to fall, causing the ground to crack, creating an enormous hole that seemed bottomless. Even lava gushed out, indicating just how powerful this strike was.

Lin Xuan stared in amazement at the destructive power.

In terms of offensive strength alone, Old Master Yanshan's ancient demon far surpassed Lin Xuan's. Ancient demons were indeed more terrifying than beings of the same rank.

Damn it!

Lin Xuan no longer wanted to fight alone and flicked his sleeves. A gray-white spirit ghost bag flew out.

After circling slightly, the bag opened, inverting itself, and a ferocious low growl echoed from within...

Dark winds swirled as a gray-white corpse aura shot out, transforming into a grotesque creature—the Corpse Sovereign!

Zombies were known for their immense strength. Summoning him now was just right; let's see how this old monster fares against the Corpse Sovereign.

The Silver-winged Corpse Sovereign appeared and immediately roared like a wild beast. Gray-white corpse aura surged around his body, and a treasure appeared in his hand—the Heavenly Ghost Mace!

As the personal treasure of Heavenly Ghost Immortal, this mace's power was undoubtedly formidable.

However, Lin Xuan had too many tricks up his sleeve to pay much attention to it. He handed the Heavenly Ghost Mace over to the Corpse Sovereign; after all, their natures didn't conflict, and using the Corpse Sovereign would be more effective than him personally.

Old Master Yanshan naturally saw the Silver-winged Corpse Sovereign's appearance.

He was most afraid of this item. He couldn't figure out why a mere Profound Realm cultivator could control a Spirit Body Realm corpse sovereign.

What secret lay behind it?

The old monster didn't know, but he wouldn't get results by just thinking about it; let's see how this works first before making any decisions.

With these thoughts in mind, Old Master Yanshan turned his target to the Corpse Sovereign. With a loud roar, he repeated the same action, smashing the wolf tooth club down towards the Corpse Sovereign.

Unlike Lin Xuan, who dodged, Silver-winged Corpse Sovereign did not avoid; instead, it charged forward with the Heavenly Ghost Mace enveloped in corpse aura, growing even larger. The ghost face on the handle seemed to come alive, gnashing its mouth as it held the mace and fiercely swung it forward.

A loud explosion echoed.

This was the first time Silver-winged Corpse Sovereign had faced an ancient demon head-on. When the wolf tooth club met the Heavenly Ghost Mace, the scene could not be described in words; both monsters were incredibly powerful, causing the sky to dim momentarily. A visible light wave spread from the collision and expanded towards all directions.

Everything that passed through was reduced to nothingness, even space seemed to collapse slightly due to the continuous restoration of the laws of the world. However, this could only indicate how significant this collision was.

The result of the collision came quickly; Old Master Yanshan stood firm, his spirit and energy intact, while Silver-winged Corpse Sovereign took a step back.

At the same level, there were still differences. Compared to the old monster, Silver-winged Corpse Sovereign was slightly inferior but not by much.

Silver-winged Corpse Sovereign released the Heavenly Ghost Mace with its right hand and swung it forward. "Ch-ch" sounds filled the air as countless gray-white claws appeared, densely covering half of the sky, shooting towards Old Master Yanshan with a formidable momentum.

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