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第两千三百一十章 身份暴露

Lin Xuan had already decided to retreat. He had冒险潜入地底 just to see if there was any benefit.

To his great surprise, the sealed area turned out to be a primordial demon ancestor.

Although the opponent's physical body was long gone, leaving only a fragment of its soul, this hasty possession still allowed him to recover his cultivation to late Profound Void stage. However, for Lin Xuan, it was still an unimaginable great enemy.

He had no confidence in facing him.

The most crucial point was that even if he won, Lin Xuan didn't know what the benefit would be.

After weighing the pros and cons, leaving immediately was the wisest choice.

With a flash of strange light in his eyes, Lin Xuan made up his mind.

However, at this moment, a rumbling sound entered his ears. The demon fog before him surged violently, all being swallowed by the guy who called himself the ancestor.

Then he revealed his true form.

No longer was he the twin-headed four-armed ancient demon; his originally robust figure had shrunk significantly, becoming indistinguishable from an ordinary person.

He now only had one head, and it was handsome. What used to be a ugly monster had transformed into a handsome young man.

The only difference between him and a normal person was a crack on his forehead. It wasn't a scar; Lin Xuan could see clearly that it was the third eye, though it hadn't opened yet.

In just a few seconds, this twin-headed ancient demon completely turned into another person. He stretched his body and smiled slightly: "Not bad, not bad. Although this physical body's foundation is somewhat lacking, its other conditions are quite good. Looks like I'm not destined to die so easily; it was easy for me to find a body that can withstand my demonic power."

Lin Xuan couldn't help showing a bitter smile.

The opponent seemed to regard him as nothing. But he indeed had the qualifications.

Knowing that his opponent was an ancient demon ancestor, Lin Xuan naturally wouldn't act rashly.

Provoking him would be of no benefit to himself. He just hoped to find an opportunity to leave quickly.

However, his plan didn't go according to his wishes.

The mysterious young man turned his head: "Little guy, you, a human cultivator, sneaked into our sacred realm with what intentions?"

Lin Xuan's lips twitched involuntarily; indeed, he had been seen through. His disguise might fool ordinary ancient demons, but in the eyes of an ancestor-level old monster like this one, it was just a joke.

Even though his cultivation had greatly diminished, he could still see right through Lin Xuan's disguise.

"Never mind, no matter what your purpose is for coming to our sacred realm, since you've met me, it's your destiny to perish. I'll send you to the underworld."

The young man's calm voice entered his ears, and his tone was even more arrogant and domineering, as if Lin Xuan was just an ant in his eyes.

Before he could finish speaking, his right hand raised, fingers suddenly becoming sharp, and with a flick of his finger, a small egg-sized flame shot out from between his palms.

The flame was deep purple, exuding a destructive aura.

Lin Xuan's pupils constricted slightly, but he didn't show much fear on his face.

Fire?

He might not have confidence in other techniques, but controlling flames was his forte.

Lin Xuan waved his sleeve, and another small egg-sized flame shot out.

Four colors of琉璃 flowed across the surface of this flame, constantly changing.

Boom!

The next moment, the two flames clashed fiercely.

Only a dazzling light illuminated the area for several miles. The two flames fought in mid-air, devouring each other, but neither could gain an upper hand; they were evenly matched.

Lin Xuan's face was filled with seriousness. He knew his own techniques well; Illusory Heavenly Flame was his top secret technique, and it was currently fighting a flame from the opponent who was only at late Profound Void stage. Lin Xuan was amazed but also more cautious.

However, on the surface, he didn't show any weakness, maintaining a blank expression.

He waved his sleeve again, and the玄青 Mother-Son Shield appeared. Facing such an old monster, it was better to not seek success but avoid failure; he would first set up his defense.

Following this, a loud clucking sound echoed as ninety-nine Nine Palace Momentary Swords emerged from his sleeves, swirling around him.

The momentum of these swords was formidable.

The mysterious young man's face changed dramatically. After careful observation, he revealed an odd expression: "Huh? These are the Nine Palace Momentary Swords; do you come from the Moon Ink Clan and have a Five Elemental Root constitution, practicing the Moon Ink Heaven Witch Art?"

Even with his composure, Lin Xuan couldn't help flinching. The opponent had guessed so much about him based on just one of his treasures.

Could this ancient demon ancestor be related to the Moon Ink Clan from long ago?

Thoughts raced through his mind as he heard the other's laughter: "Hehe, it really is heaven not abandoning me; with a Five Elemental Root constitution, if I can get it, restoring my power will just be a matter of time. Unfortunately, you're a human cultivator, but that doesn't matter. After obtaining your body, I'll just make it demonic."

"Is that so?"

Seeing the greedy expression on the mysterious young man's face, Lin Xuan laughed in anger: "Wanting to possess me, Master, what big talk! Be careful not to burst yourself."

Before his words were finished, Lin Xuan waved his sleeve. A破空 sound echoed as the Nine Palace Momentary Swords flashed, splitting into three, over two hundred sword lights like a storm of arrows rushing towards the enemy.

Strike first!

The young man who called himself the ancestor didn't dodge or retreat; he merely extended his right hand. His fingernails had grown to half a foot long and were glowing faintly. With a slight wave, countless purple claws appeared in mid-air.

As their attacks seemed about to collide, Lin Xuan made an unexpected move. He formed hand seals with both hands and shook his shoulders; spatial fluctuations surged, and Lin Xuan vanished from the spot.

At the same time, those fierce swords flashed again, retreating as they were pulled back by Lin Xuan.

Piercing sounds echoed as the purple claws all missed their targets.

"Hey?"

The mysterious young man was taken aback, feeling surprised.

Lin Xuan's lips curled in mockery. He wasn't stupid; why would he fight an ancient demon ancestor here?

Even if his opponent was also at late Profound Void stage, it was hard to say who would win.

In any case, Lin Xuan wouldn't do anything without benefit. Running away like a thief was the wisest choice.

With his current strength, Nine Heaven Microsteps became even more mysterious. A flash of light, and Lin Xuan was several thousand feet away. His essence weapon returned to him. Then, Lin Xuan's body was enveloped in green light as he flew back along the same path.

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