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第两千四百一十六章 雷鹏灵骨

智者千虑必有一失,或许是情况紧急,林轩竟然将这重要的情报给遗忘了。

About Lei Peng, any records related to Ice Flame Valley provided no descriptions. However, during his time in Scorpion Tail City, Lin Xuan clearly heard the old man with a wooden hat speak.

The old man was very certain about this matter; it would not be something fabricated out of thin air.

With these thoughts swirling in his mind, Lin轩 swept his sleeves and emitted a flicker of spiritual light. A jade pendant flew out, seemingly unremarkable on its surface but the pattern of Lei Peng behind it was vividly lifelike.

According to the old man with the wooden hat, this Lei Peng's strength could not compare to true spirits like Phoenixes, Golden Sparrows, or Peacocks, but was far beyond ordinary spirit beasts. Due to the unique environment of Ice Flame Valley, Lei Peng had undergone some mutations, and his abilities were almost on par with half a true spirit.

However, for unknown reasons, he was slain by a Great Sage here. Although his physical body perished, his soul remained, lingering in Ice Flame Valley... If only he could lure the ancient demon to where Lei Peng's remains lay, wouldn't that be an opportunity to kill two birds with one stone?

Thinking of this, Lin Xuan felt his heart burning.

This method was definitely feasible.

As long as he was careful enough, he could use Lei Peng’s power to eliminate the current threat.

With these thoughts in mind, Lin Xuan changed his direction. He wasn’t sure where Lei Peng's remains were located but had a general idea of their whereabouts.

On another side, explosions continued nonstop. Countless blood fire ants had been scattered everywhere, but the jade silk bees proved much more difficult to deal with. The ancient demon in black robes was grim-faced and struggled to fend them off. He no longer dared let these strange demonic insects get close.

After all, although jade silk bees were not as ferocious as blood fire ants, they wouldn’t just sit idly by either. Just now, over a dozen jade silk bees had taken advantage of his guard’s distraction to approach him. At first, the ancient demon didn't pay much attention; these insects were indeed hard to defeat, but what good could a mere dozen do? He merely summoned his protective aura.

Confident in his defense, he believed that it would be enough to block those few stray demons. However, he was disappointed—more accurately, shocked. His protective aura proved useless and was torn apart like paper. The jade silk bees then mercilessly stung him on the face.

The pain was excruciating, but more alarming was the realization of his diminishing lifespan. Even with his composure, he was terrified to death.

He hastily调动ed his power to suppress the poison temporarily.

Time Poison!

No longer daring to be careless, he ignored the loss of some essence energy and had to quickly eliminate these demonic insects.

On another side, Lin Xuan slowed down his flight and finally stopped. He looked at the vast valley before him; if his guess was correct, Lei Peng's remains should be here.

Lin Xuan took a deep breath, his expression grave as he dared not be careless. Although the old man with the wooden hat had spoken confidently, saying that Lei Peng’s soul, though filled with resentment, would not attack cultivators holding the Lei Peng token, Lin Xuan couldn't be sure if this was truly the case.

After all, because of incorrect intelligence in Ice Flame Valley, he had suffered a lot. He learned from his experiences and wouldn’t take any chances.

However, given the urgency, there was no time for him to study further.

Lin Xuan took a deep breath and practiced敛气 technique, making his aura much more concealed. With his right hand tightly holding the Lei Peng token, it transformed into an inconspicuous streak of light that quietly entered the valley.

The space inside was vast but desolate; hardly any plants could be seen, and the soil beneath his feet was grayish-brown.

Where would Lei Peng be?

Lin Xuan released his divine sense. After a short while, he raised his head with some收获.

He then pulled the streak of light and flew deeper into the valley.

The scene before him now was different; along the way, there were faint traces of battles—sword marks and collapsed mountain walls could be seen everywhere.

The more he walked, the clearer these traces became. The ground had deep gullies that seemed bottomless. Lin Xuan's expression turned surprised.

These traces were from long ago. If his guess was correct, they should have been left by Lei Peng and the ancient demon Sage during their battle over a million years ago. Despite the passage of time, these traces still remained, indicating how intense their confrontation had been. However, there was no time for him to dwell on this.

Suddenly, Lin Xuan's pupils constricted as his flight slowed down, and he landed. A large bird-like demon’s remains appeared in front of him.

This remnant was enormous; its wingspan approached a hundred meters, but it wasn't complete. Beside the remains were dozens of demon cultivator corpses.

Lin Xuan rubbed his forehead with a thoughtful expression on his face.

How could that ancient demon Sage not have taken Lei Peng's corpse? This made no sense.

After all, this demon’s strength was comparable to half a true spirit; its skin and bones must be incredibly valuable. Unless the old man with the wooden hat had only spoken half of what he knew—Lei Peng did indeed perish, but the ancient demon Sage met a similar fate, either severely injured or perished together. This explanation made sense.

As for the other demons’ corpses beside him, they were all killed by Lei Peng's soul.

Lin Xuan scanned the scene and suddenly his pupils constricted as he stared wide-eyed with rapid breathing. On one of Lei Peng’s remains was a bone near its neck that stood out from the others.

This bone was pure silver, covered in countless tiny runes, faintly emitting flashes of lightning.

Lei Peng's spiritual bone!

Lin Xuan recognized it immediately.

What is a spiritual bone? He knew well enough; it belonged to the most powerful demons, and there were rumors that only old monsters who had advanced beyond the Tribulation period could undergo such mutations. The essence energy condensed within was incredibly pure, making its value immeasurable, even surpassing demon cores.

The presence of a spiritual bone here meant his guess was correct—the ancient demon Sage likely perished here as well.

With these thoughts in mind, Lin Xuan suddenly turned his head as if sensing something.

Roar!

The originally clear sky suddenly darkened. A demonic wind appeared out of nowhere, and the ancient demon in black robes: "Sigh, too few recommend votes on Monday. I really need more support from fellow daoists."

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