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第两千三百三十五章 连环阵法

Half an hour later, Lin Xuan returned to his original spot. He had combed through a radius of ten thousand miles, sending all the demons within this range to the underworld.

He said, "It's not that I enjoy killing; it’s just that I need to meditate and seal myself off here. The location of this spirit vein must remain hidden—otherwise, it could bring me great danger."

"A true gentleman is not petty, and a man without poison is not a real hero," Lin Xuan thought. "When the time comes for harsh measures, I won't hesitate."

After enduring countless trials in the cultivation world over a thousand years, such a simple truth as this was not lost on Lin Xuan. Given that he now faced demons from another realm, there was no need to be lenient.

In fact, the ancient demons within ten thousand miles weren’t many—only about a dozen, all drawn by the anomaly of the spirit vein’s appearance.

Their fate wasn't treasures but a trip to the underworld.

Lin Xuan had thoroughly searched and confirmed that none escaped.

Next, he didn't waste any time. With a wave of his sleeve, a greenish light surged out. Along with the spirit vein's emergence were some rare materials. Although these weren’t his primary target, since they appeared, there was no reason to let them go. Lin Xuan gathered all into his pocket.

He could consider this a small fortune. However, his attention quickly turned to the spirit vein itself.

The anomaly had ended, and abundant essence qi surged up from underground, covering an area of over ten miles. Although the affected range wasn’t impressive, the abundance of the essence qi was quite satisfactory.

Indeed, it would be enough for him to break through the Spirit Separation realm.

Lin Xuan’s voice echoed as he began searching for a suitable place to set up his camp. With a wave of his sleeve, a sword light shot out from his sleeve, and in just a few breaths, he had established an extremely rudimentary cave.

Or rather, whatever it was called, this would be where Lin Xuan planned to break through the Spirit Separation realm.

After surveying it, Lin Xuan’s face showed satisfaction. He then waved his sleeve again, releasing several colorful array flags.

Lin Xuan set up a Five Elements Essence-Warming Array first. This array could have been used as a treasure, but he found it less convenient in his hands. Since he had plenty of treasures anyway, he treated them like arrays—by chance, this turned out to be quite powerful. Even late-stage Cave Profound beings would find it difficult to escape once trapped.

While the Five Elements Essence-Warming Array was already formidable enough, Lin Xuan wasn’t satisfied. After all, Spirit Source Valley was a mix of dragons and snakes; if he were unlucky, a spirit beast of the Lesser Diversion realm might enter.

Thus, while the Five Elements Essence-Warming Array was impressive, it still wasn’t sufficient.

With another wave of his sleeve, more array flags flew out. These flags were pure black with eerie whispers that could be heard.

The Ghostly Whispering Array!

Lin Xuan had left the Immortal Cloud Sect two years ago not for the sake of ample time or to gather complete intelligence.

Neither of these would have taken him even a fraction of that time. Instead, he had prepared in advance for another reason: as several demon cultivators from the Immortal Cloud Sect pointed out, breaking through in such an environment was too dangerous.

However, Lin Xuan declined their offer to enter together. On one hand, their strength was insufficient; on the other, he couldn’t trust demons and devils from another realm. If something unexpected happened during his breakthrough, what if a fake demon pill failed? Would it backfire and harm him?

He wouldn't make such a foolish mistake by putting himself in danger. Thus, he chose to enter Spirit Source Valley alone.

But for this, he needed to prepare defenses. The first thing that came to mind was arrays.

Once set up, they could defend against external threats without needing someone to operate them—saving him both time and effort.

Of course, arrays were expensive. An array of the same level might cost much more than a comparable treasure.

But it didn’t matter. Lin Xuan’s wealth wasn’t negligible, at least compared to his peers. However, in comparison to late-stage Tribulation Transcending beings, he was practically penniless.

Over the past year, while traveling, Lin Xuan had visited countless markets and shops. He couldn’t afford to overlook ordinary array flags but sometimes, secret auctions could yield good finds.

Additionally, he covertly infiltrated several minor demon sects’ headquarters, enduring much hardship before finally acquiring three more arrays: the Ghostly Whispering Array, the Ten Thousand Bat Array, and the Hexagram Starry Sky Array.

While each of these was slightly weaker than the Five Elements Essence-Warming Array in terms of power, they could be layered to create a cumulative effect.

Thus, even late-stage spirit beasts might find it difficult to escape for a moment.

Lin Xuan set up all three arrays and ensured there were no mutual conflicts or errors. He then took out an array talisman, inscribed with a spell, causing it to ignite without wind.

Soon, a vortex of about ten feet in diameter appeared before his eyes, white mist spewing from within, spreading along the mountain’s contours until it completely obscured the entire range.

This wasn’t difficult; given that the spirit vein was small and only spanned over ten miles, the mist easily covered everything.

Next, Lin Xuan raised both hands, drawing several hand seals in midair. These seals merged with the mist, vanishing without a trace.

Then, all locations hidden by the mist began to blur as if water ripples were spreading across them.

The entire process took just a few breaths before the winding mountain range disappeared, replaced by barren wasteland.

Essence qi was completely absent, only faint demonic energy lingering in the air.

Lin Xuan’s face showed satisfaction. He released his divine sense; even with careful observation, one might notice some details but would likely overlook them if not paying close attention.

Other techniques aside, Lin Xuan believed his divine sense could rival a late-stage Spirit Separation cultivator without strain.

In other words, even for such beings, passing through this area unnoticed was unlikely unless they were particularly cautious.

Nodding to himself, Lin Xuan flashed down. As he neared the ground, the seemingly solid surface rippled, and then he vanished.

This was the magic of illusion.

From an external perspective, Lin Xuan had disappeared, but in reality, he stood at the entrance of his newly established cave.

Surveying his setup, a soft voice echoed: "This should be sufficient."

The arrays were all that Lin Xuan could do.

However, his methods didn’t end there.

With another wave of his sleeve, a grayish-white spirit bag appeared. After swirling around, the bag opened and emitted a vicious growl.

Dark winds surged as a grayish-white corpse energy shot out from within, transforming into a grotesque creature.

A Reincarnated Corpse!

However, its body was pale silver, much larger than usual. Most strikingly, it had a pair of silver wings on its back, resembling bats in appearance and also silver.

Silver-Winged Corpse King!

Although Lin Xuan could only control the corpse for one incense stick’s duration due to his current realm limitations, he didn’t have any issues using it now.

The Silver-Winged Corpse King merely growled a few times before closing its eyes. Its corpse energy retracted into its body as if it were falling asleep.

First, he used secret techniques to put the corpse in a state of apparent death. When enemies appeared, the corpse would naturally awaken. One incense stick’s time wasn’t much, but the Silver-Winged Corpse King could match late-stage Spirit Separation cultivators and should be sufficient for most dangers.

This was his final trump card.

Surveying his setup, it was already formidable enough. As long as he didn’t have extremely bad luck, Lin Xuan believed he would safely pass through any dangers in Spirit Source Valley.

Of course, this was just a general assumption; the future remained uncertain. Whether good or bad fortune awaited him, no one could predict.

In any case, he had done his best and left the rest to fate.

He silently prayed for safety before entering the cave. The sound of stone doors closing echoed in his ears.

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