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第两千三百七十章 可怕的气势

Just a thousand years had passed since their last meeting, yet Lin Xuan found himself facing such formidable strength. Moreover, he had advanced to the Spirit Separation Realm. If given more time, his own power would surely fall far behind.

No, this couldn't be allowed to continue. Today, he must keep him here and prevent any further growth.

Tianyuan's mind was already made up; danger needed to be snuffed out in its infancy.

Of course, at his level of strength, his emotions were not easily discernible.

"Friend Tianyuan, it has been a long time."

Lin Xuan spoke first. At this point, someone had to break the silence.

"Hmph, Lin Xiaoer, you have some courage and wit. I didn't expect you to dare venture into the Holy Realm," the middle-aged man in the scholar robe said with a smile.

But as soon as he spoke, his previously contained aura suddenly burst forth without any prior warning.

Crack!

The spiritual pressure, which was formless and intangible, transformed into a tangible yet still intangible light wave. With the force of thunder and lightning, it surged towards Lin Xuan.

It was so sudden that even the crackling sound seemed to come out of nowhere.

Lin Xuan frowned but moved swiftly. There wasn't time to summon his treasures, so he raised his right hand and lightly punched forward.

Indeed, the punch appeared light and unassuming, with no apparent force behind it. However, Tianyuan's Saint Ancestor's pupils constricted as a look of surprise flashed across his face.

As Lin Xuan moved, space around him began to ripple.

No, not space itself was rippling.

A tangible yet intangible fist emerged, causing ripples in the space wherever it passed.

Though invisible, the disturbance in space revealed its presence.

But that didn't matter.

Lin Xuan's punch wasn't meant as a sneak attack; soon, it collided with the light wave formed by the spiritual pressure.

"Bad move, leave this place quickly."

The Three Ancient Demons of the Immortal Cloud Sect were alarmed. Although their attacks weren't aimed at them, they couldn't escape unscathed given their proximity to the battle. The aftereffects of the attack left them severely injured.

They knew better than to linger in such a situation and immediately summoned their treasures as they fled.

But it was too late.

Or rather, with their current strength, there was no way out. As mere Ancient Demons at the Separation Realm, how far could they run?

"Aaah!"

The first to fall was the fat ancient demon. His escape light was one of the slowest among his brothers, and he had only managed to flee a hundred meters before being caught in the aftereffects. The shield before him shattered like dust.

Next, the entire figure was enveloped by the aftereffects, melting away like snow in a furnace.

"Brother."

"Second Elder."

The middle-aged man and the woman in court attire were terrified, their souls trembling with sorrow. But there was no time for such emotions now.

They hadn't gone much further than the fat demon when the raging aftereffects caught up to them.

"Auntie, save me!"

Their faces turned pale as they knew they couldn't withstand the attack. Their only hope lay in whether their aunt would come to their aid.

But soon, their hopes were dashed.

Lin Xuan seemed not to hear their cries for help.

Lin Xuan wasn't foolish; he wouldn't really think of him as an Elder from the Immortal Cloud Sect!

Besides, facing such a formidable opponent, even careful defense could lead to his downfall. To intervene and aid two ancient demons was out of the question.

Despair filled them but they didn't give up. They each unleashed their secret techniques, but to no avail; it was like moths to a flame.

Soon, both were engulfed by the aftereffects.

"Aaah..."

Their cries cut off halfway as they vanished.

To powerful beings, these two demons were mere ants, and their fates didn't matter much.

Lin Xuan had no time for such concerns either.

The enemy was far more terrifying than he imagined. While a single strike couldn't reveal the true strength of his opponent, it was clear that he was significantly stronger.

He merely released spiritual pressure, but Lin Xuan punched forward. In this situation, their strengths were evenly matched on the surface, but in reality, he had already lost.

But such an outcome was expected.

Lin Xuan didn't delude himself into thinking that a mere晋级 to the Spirit Separation Realm could match a manifestation of an Ancient Demon Saint.

He was content with not being at a disadvantage.

A strike missed, and the scholar's face turned sinister. This kid was indeed extremely tenacious; he must keep him here.

But Lin Xuan's response was even quicker.

Raising his right hand, a stack of talismans slid out from between his fingers.

Without wind, they ignited on their own. Instantly, ice spears, flames, wind blades, and lightning snakes appeared before him.

Facing such terrifying attacks, the entire sky seemed to darken in that moment.

These talismans were obtained by Lin Xuan in White Float City from the Fu family; their power was formidable indeed.

Each talisman equaled a full-power strike of an Inner Profound Realm cultivator. Combined, they had the power to shake the heavens and earth.

But on Tianyuan's face, there was a look of disdain: "Trivial tricks."

He swept his sleeves, and suddenly, fierce winds danced, scattering any wind blades or lightning snakes.

Though the attacks were ineffective, Lin Xuan showed no disappointment. His goal had been achieved.

Lin Xuan didn't expect mere Inner Profound Realm talismans to harm an Ancient Demon Saint, even if it was a manifestation. His purpose was merely to gain some time.

Raising his right hand again, a short sword appeared, its light piercing the air as Lin Xuan grasped it and took a deep breath, pouring all his magical energy into it.

Instantly, fierce light surged forth from the sword. A powerful spiritual aura emanated from the Immortal Sword in Lin Xuan's hand, radiating outward in all directions.

Four spirit figures appeared before him, initially vague but quickly becoming clear as they lunged forward with fangs bared.

Though their natures were different, working together, their combined power was awe-inspiring. The scholar's face showed a hint of surprise and even fear, though it soon faded.

"Four Symbols Sword, no, these are merely superficially similar. Even among先天灵宝, the Four Symbols Sword ranks high as a treasure. How could an ordinary human cultivator obtain such a precious item? This must be a copy," Lin Xuan thought to himself.

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