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第两千三百九十九章 迷雾重重

"Hmm, hmm, not bad. You can provide me with so much pure demonic energy; it seems you're no low-rank Saint Race either. Just a few more and the restrictions in my body will be completely lifted."

Laughter echoed into his ears as the figure within the demonic aura turned its head. Although the eerie fog obscured most of its features, Lin Xuan could still see the twisted smile on its lips.

Simultaneously, an overwhelming pressure surged out. Lin Xuan took three steps back, his face darkening to a degree that was almost terrifying. The pressure from this opponent was akin to encountering the Primordial Saint at the main hall of Immortal Cloud Sect... no, it was even more formidable than the Primordial Saint's avatar.

What kind of monster is this?

Lin Xuan felt a dry throat. He had come here to search for treasures but ended up with such an outcome instead.

Frustrated!

Where did things go wrong? Could it be that the treasure map he had been following was a fake from the start.

His mind raced, but there was no time for further contemplation. The monster's laughter echoed in his ears: "Another fool who dares to come here. Since you've arrived, your life is now mine."

Before the words were even out of his mouth, the demonic aura began to churn violently. Soon after, a howling sound filled the air as part of the fog condensed into a black giant snake that opened its blood-stained maw and lunged at Lin Xuan.

The move seemed unremarkable, but halfway through its flight, the snake's form blurred, transforming into hundreds more.

Almost instantly, the entire large tomb was filled with these demonic snakes.

It looked terrifying, almost to the point of being horrifying. However, Lin Xuan showed no signs of fear on his face.

He had extensive experience in combat techniques.

Although many of these snakes appeared menacing, they were likely just illusions.

Lin Xuan was certain of this but did not let down his guard.

The true demonic snakes lurked within the illusions, waiting to strike a fatal blow when an opening presented itself. The illusion could deceive even divine awareness. But Lin Xuan wasn't an ordinary cultivator; such tricks wouldn't faze him.

With a calm demeanor, he narrowed his eyes and silver light flashed from deep within them as he activated the secret technique of the Heavenly Phoenix Divine Eyes.

Suddenly, his right hand rose, and a small ball of five-colored flames appeared. The flames spun like a wheel before expanding into a large net that fell towards the front.

With a loud tearing sound, all the countless illusions of demonic snakes vanished. The true ones were now trapped by the fire net, rendered to nothingness. The power of Illusory Heavenly Fire was not to be underestimated.

"Surprise?" The figure in the fog showed signs of surprise but spoke with delight: "You're stronger than those two guys just now. Haha, if I absorb your life force, it will surely speed up my breaking free from the restrictions."

"Body restrictions?" Lin Xuan was taken aback. He rubbed his forehead and pondered, "What are you? Why are you here? This place should be where the Three-Eyed Primordial Saint's treasures were buried. How could it be an ancient tomb?"

Lin Xuan had examined everything before him, but only more questions remained. It was too incredible to believe. Could this really be a trap indicated by the treasure map?

While this explanation seemed reasonable on the surface, Lin Xuan felt that there must be something more hidden.

"What? You know of treasures here? Are you an underling of Three-Eyed?" A harsh voice rang out, and Lin Xuan could sense the other's agitation and a hint of fear. Could it be...

Lin Xuan's heart raced with excitement.

But before his thoughts could fully form, the black fog began to churn loudly. Thunderous sounds echoed in his ears as if containing fearsome beasts. After a moment, the fog condensed into a figure that swallowed everything like a whale.

The true form of this creature was revealed: a young man around twenty-seven or eight years old with long hair and bright eyes, exuding an eerie charm. However, what caught Lin Xuan's attention most was the third eye on his forehead, clearly visible but not open.

Seeing the other's face, Lin Xuan's mouth dropped in shock. He nearly thought he had misjudged the situation, even stuttering: "Three-Eyed... Three-Eyed Primordial Saint."

Lin Xuan felt a bitter taste in his mouth. He hadn't expected this opponent to find the place first.

But his surprise was brief. Soon, he frowned and noticed something different, speaking again: "No, you're not Three-Eyed."

"Rubbish, I am indeed Three-Eyed," the young man's face contorted with anger.

"You don't need to deceive me," Lin Xuan's expression remained calm. "I've seen the true Three-Eyed Primordial Saint. Your appearances may be similar, but your aura is different. When I met him, he was just emerging from his confinement and weaker than you. But his demeanor was incomparable."

Hearing this, the young man's face turned even more difficult to look at: "A disrespectful brat! You say this to mock me."

Before he could finish speaking, his right hand rose, and green ghostly claws appeared. His fingers were hooked, with green flames burning in his palm as they lunged at Lin Xuan.

An expert's move revealed their skill instantly.

Lin Xuan frowned but did not retreat. He raised his right hand as well, the sound of cracking energy filling the air as he punched forward.

Silent yet powerful, the air before him twisted visibly due to spatial collapse. The green ghostly claws wrapped around and collided with the fist.

Boom!

The ground trembled, and if there were no restrictions protecting the tomb, it would have collapsed already.

On the surface, they were evenly matched, but Lin Xuan was struggling internally. His chest felt the surge of blood energy, showing he had fallen behind. However, his face remained composed as he forced down the surging energy; now was not the time to show weakness.

The young man called Three-Eyed frowned. Although he had sensed that Lin Xuan was much stronger than those other Saint Races just now, he hadn't expected it to be this formidable. To defeat him would likely cost something.

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