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第两千二百九十三章 虚弱的林轩

Success!

Lin Xuan's face displayed an expression of great joy. Meanwhile, when Yanshan Senior Patriarch was sealed by ice, his consciousness link with the four魔宝 was also severed by the power of Illusory Spirit Heaven Fire.

The Nine Palaces Needle Sword circled briefly before a sharp sound echoed as it flew back with force and wind.

"Fall!"

Lin Xuan roared loudly. His right hand pointed forward like a mountain. The sword transformed into a fierce ray, striking the azure-blue Profound Yin Ice harshly. A rumbling sound flowed past, splitting the blue ice in two along with the old demon inside; even its魔婴 failed to escape, vanishing under the power of the sword.

A strange light flashed across Lin Xuan's eyes, but he was still unsatisfied and rallied his remaining courage, sending another spell forward.

The fragments of Liu Bing ignited like oil meeting fire, causing a blinding blue glow in the sky as the eerie flames burned fiercely.

In this way, Yanshan Senior Patriarch completely vanished into nothingness, leaving no chance for rebirth.

Lin Xuan sighed with relief. This outcome was naturally satisfying, but he couldn't help feeling terrified when thinking about the process; it was all due to luck that he had won.

No, I must find a way to advance my cultivation quickly. With my current strength, encountering an Old Monster of the Spirit Concentration stage would be too dangerous.

With his mind racing, Lin Xuan was about to leave this place when suddenly, his pupils constricted as if he had discovered something important and raised his head sharply.

His face darkened to a degree, and he spoke in a low voice, "Since you fellow daoists have come here, why hide yourselves? Are you insignificant beings who dare not show your true faces?"

"Indeed, we knew of your presence early on."

A cold voice entered his ears. Then, light flashed as several ancient demons appeared before him.

There were seven of them, all at the Profound Origin stage, which meant they belonged to the Naga Clan.

Lin Xuan's expression darkened.

There were so many ancient demons of the Profound Origin stage; their faces showed ill intentions, indicating that they weren't just passing through by chance.

If it had been a different time, even with such a large group, Lin Xuan wouldn't have feared them. Fellow daoists at the same level posed little threat to him.

However, now he could only laugh bitterly. He had just gone through a fierce battle; although not completely drained of energy, his法力 and consciousness were severely depleted. Even if they outnumbered him, or faced an ancient demon of the Profound Origin stage alone, he wouldn't have any confidence in victory.

Damn it! With my current level of consciousness strength, I shouldn't have been discovered so close by them. The situation was special; most of my attention was focused on Yanshan Senior Patriarch, which gave these villains an opportunity to ambush me.

Compared to Lin Xuan's frustration, the faces of the ancient demons showed excitement.

They had approached with a last-ditch effort, fearing the wrath of Lord Thunder Flame if they failed. However, their hearts were filled with trepidation as they drew closer.

Ancient Monsters at the Spirit Concentration stage couldn't be trifled with; once exposed, it could lead to an irreversible outcome.

Their only hope was that the two ancient monsters were so engrossed in their battle that they ignored them completely.

However, things went much smoother than expected. The two old fellows fought fiercely but failed to notice their presence.

As the distance shortened, they discovered a shocking scene: one of the combatants was indeed an ancient monster at the Spirit Concentration stage—Yanshan Senior Patriarch—but the other was merely a Profound Origin cultivator.

Was this a mistake? Several Naga Clan ancient demons doubted their own consciousness.

The intrusion of human cultivators into the Holy Realm was already shocking, but more astonishingly, he challenged an ancient monster at the Spirit Concentration stage while only at the Profound Origin level.

How could that be possible?

They were also at the Profound Origin stage and knew the difference between it and the Spirit Concentration stage. Such a level of overclass challenge had never been heard before.

But the facts were there, so they couldn't ignore them; envy and jealousy filled their hearts.

However, things weren't over yet. They soon realized that the human cultivator was indeed the murderer they had sought for so long.

Although the clues were scarce, they still had some leads. Lin Xuan had killed a fragment of Soul Saint Naga's soul but also left a mark on him.

It wasn't a tracking effect, but once close enough, he could be easily identified as the culprit.

This was already sufficient!

Finding what one sought after much effort without much trouble brought great joy to several demons. No wonder even Lady Naga had fallen; this human cultivator was too overpowered.

Fortunately, evil people have their own nemesis. This guy got involved with Yanshan Senior Patriarch, so they didn't need to act; they just needed to wait and use his hands to avenge Lady Naga.

Their plan seemed good at first, as Yanshan Senior Patriarch was indeed in the upper hand. However, who could predict the outcome of such a battle? After some time, Yanshan Senior Patriarch mysteriously fell. They didn't know what happened but knew their plans had failed.

Then Lin Xuan exposed their presence.

The demons had no choice but to come out from their hiding place.

They were somewhat nervous about Lin Xuan's performance earlier; he was too strong.

However, they weren't entirely fearful. After all, several of them were at the Profound Origin stage and could see that his法力 was depleted. With them taking a passive stance, there was still a chance for victory.

But even as they thought this, they couldn't accurately assess how much strength Lin Xuan had left.

If he was completely drained, they wouldn't fear anything; if he still had fighting power, they would flee in terror. After all, the strength Lin Xuan displayed was too overpowered for a Profound Origin cultivator.

The demons hesitated and didn't immediately attack. On the other side, Lin Xuan wasn't any better off. Although not completely drained, his reserves were severely depleted; he had no more fighting power left.

"Damn it! How could I run into several ancient demons just now? Wasn't today my unlucky day?"

Lin Xuan muttered to himself. On the surface, of course, he wouldn't reveal his weaknesses. With his deep-seated cunning, he knew what these demons were afraid of and had no choice but to use the empty city strategy.

Thinking this, Lin Xuan took a deep breath; his expression was calm, and his voice carried an icy anger: "Fellow daoists, why are you surrounding me? Do you think I'm weak and want to take advantage of my condition?"

Lin Xuan's lips curled with a hint of mockery. This only made the other side more confused about his true intentions.

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