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第两千四百一十四章 实力暴涨的强敌

Despite his prior understanding, Lin Xuan still couldn't help but draw in a sharp breath as he saw the scene clearly before him. His expression was unusually grim.

The power of his techniques was clear to him; the Nine Palaces Technique and the Devouring Spirit Sword working together had produced an incomparable strike. However, at this moment, that ancient demon was undamaged and hovering in front of him.

Indeed, it was intact. It seemed as if his shocking blow was just a gentle breeze.

Lin Xuan had faced countless battles on his path to cultivation, encountering the most perilous situations. Yet now, he felt a chill run down his spine.

He couldn't match the opponent's strength!

Having already removed the restrictions from within himself, his power had clearly risen another level beyond Gao Gang’s base foundation stage, something that was not comparable to him at present.

Fleeing was the best option.

Lin Xuan made up his mind. Since he couldn’t defeat the enemy, quickly escaping was undoubtedly the wisest choice.

As for where to go, Lin Xuan didn't know now but would take it one step at a time. Xiao Jian should still be in the inner valley; while he wanted him to face this formidable opponent alone, he hid behind to reap the benefits. That idea wasn’t bad, but how could Lin Xuan let that happen?

First, escape and drag that kid down with me later.

Lin Xuan had made his decision.

With a wave of his sleeve, spiritual light flickered, and numerous talismans appeared above his palm—hundreds in number.

Back at the Fu Family, Lin Xuan had worked hard to gather over a thousand spirit talismans. Now, he had used them up twice.

This kind of move was extravagant, but preserving his life was now the top priority; what did it matter if some spirit talismans were consumed?

Raising his right hand, Lin Xuan pointed forward. A myriad of primordial energy rushed to that point, and "pfft," all the hundreds of spirit talismans ignited on their own.

The scene was breathtaking as ice arrows, lightning flames, and wind blades emerged, like a storm of thunder, pouring towards the opponent.

Each talisman's release equaled an attack from a Cave Profound ancient demon. With several hundredsuperposition together, Lin Xuan didn't believe the opponent would dodge or avoid them—after all, many ants could still bite through an elephant.

"Hmph, little fellow, your talismans are indeed numerous. But using the same trick twice in front of this true self, do you think it will have any effect?"

The black-robed youth's face flashed with a hint of mockery as he raised his hand and pointed forward.

Sizzle...

Demon energy surged, and a huge ghostly face appeared mid-air, opening its blood-filled mouth to release streams ofyin wind. The grayish-black wind collided with the ice arrows, lightning flames, and wind blades.

An unbelievable scene unfolded: like water meeting fire, those ice arrows, lightning flames, and wind blades failed to unleash their power before being extinguished.

Lin Xuan was dumbfounded. He had originally planned to use these talismans as cover to slip away, but now this plan seemed useless.

How terrifying the ancient demon was! After removing his restrictions, it turned out to be even harder to deal with than he imagined.

Lin Xuan's expression was at its most grim.

Thoughts raced through his mind. What should he do next?

Before he could decide, the opponent struck a fist towards him.

No good!

Lin Xuan shook his shoulder and stepped left, but dodging wasn't the right choice. He intended to use Nine Heaven Microsteps, which was not wrong, but the surrounding air suddenly became stagnant.

"This... spatial law!"

Lin Xuan was shocked. Had he already unlocked spatial power after removing his restrictions?

The thought flashed through his mind, but he didn’t have time to ponder it further as that fist came crashing down like a tidal wave.

Dodge was out of the question; only one option remained—hardly taking it.

With a loud shout, Lin Xuan’s bones cracked. He formed a fist with one hand and a claw with the other, fists flying and claws dancing.

This was an offensive defense, setting up two layers of protection in front of him. However, they were ineffective; both fists and claws were swept away like straw.

The power behind that punch was astonishing.

Lin Xuan spat out blood but remained trapped where he stood. The air had become as solid as copper walls and iron barriers—this was the spatial law. Generally, only those who had passed through tribulation could comprehend it, but this three-eyed saint had endowed his body with extraordinary abilities, allowing him to manipulate some of its powers.

"Little Lin, how do you feel now? Are you starting to experience the fear of impending death? Relax; I won't let you die quickly. Since my avatar was destroyed by you, I must properly entertain you before I can relieve this inner anger."

The black-robed youth raised his head, and his white teeth seemed to glow with a faint light. However, what he said sent chills down one's spine.

In his eyes, Lin Xuan was now like a bird in a cage or a fish in a net—under his control.

Ancient demons were known for their vengeful nature.

But how could Lin Xuan just sit and wait to die? Despite the dire situation, he had faced more dangerous scenarios before. He wasn’t dead yet.

That punch did indeed hurt him badly, but with the True Spirit Armor manifested from Nine Heaven Divine Net protecting his body, coupled with his resilient physique akin to a peerless celestial spirit race, the injuries were far from fatal.

Taking a deep breath, Lin Xuan calmed his surging primordial energy.

Raising his left hand, he flicked it, and an ancient-looking long spear appeared in his palm.

Infusing his mana into it, he spun and twirled the spear. "Sizzle," silver light shone as a brilliant pale silver blade appeared.

With this dance around him, something seemed to be cut through, and Lin Xuan's bindings vanished. To undo what was tied, one must tie it again; similarly, spatial techniques required spatial artifacts to break.

Lin Xuan swiftly used Nine Heaven Microsteps, now several thousand feet away.

The black-robed ancient demon was taken aback. He didn't expect Lin Xuan to escape his restraint. This guy was much more troublesome than he had imagined.

But that was fine; the gap in power was obvious—he couldn’t escape from his grasp.

Lin Xuan knew this too. With a wave of his sleeve, Ten Thousand Souls Tower flew out.

A creaking sound echoed as the treasure slowly opened, and a blinding white light entered his eyes. The light transformed into a vortex, buzzing loudly, and a blood-red insect cloud emerged.

Bloodfire Ants!

But the black-robed ancient demon's face was filled with disdain: "Little Lin, are you out of tricks? Using these demonic insects again; do you think they can still be effective against me?"

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