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第两千四百一十九章 凤凰之火之领域

Seeing the scene, Lin Xuan couldn't help feeling elated. The domain of Little Furball could block the opponent's attacks; this result made him feel much relieved. Although he had never been disappointed by the little guy before when facing shapeless beasts, the current demon bird's soul was truly formidable. Lin Xuan felt no confidence at all in his heart, but fortunately, it still managed to hold its ground.

However, soon enough, Lin Xuan realized that his joy came too early.

Sizzle...

A loud breaking sound echoed as countless green feathers shot out from the demon bird’s wings. Lin Xuan was taken aback; hadn’t they already tried this just now? Why would he use the same tactic again?

Before his thoughts were fully formed, those feathers densely packed like arrows struck him right in front.

Lin Xuan narrowed his eyes and noticed that while the green feathers still shot out, there was a clear difference from before. This time, the feathers were surrounded by circles of electric arcs.

No, these weren’t ordinary electric arcs; they were composed of countless tiny runes.

Although Lin Xuan didn't know what they were, he felt an underlying sense of fear. These electric arcs hidden within the runes contained terrifying rule powers.

To be honest, at this level, he hadn't ventured into it yet. Thus, only Little Furball could deal with it now.

"Meow meow."

Little Furball's eyes widened in tension as well. Its tiny paws flicked out, and thick chains appeared, wrapping around the demon bird’s claws. However, such a move was merely a temporary block; the danger still loomed large.

On another side,

A faint streak of light cut through the sky, moving at an incredible speed. It started far in the distance but soon approached. As the light condensed, it revealed the handsome face of Tian Xiaojian.

Tian Xiaojian!

Seven towering peaks stood before him as he reached the entrance of the Inner Valley. Not long ago, Lin Xuan had fought against a primordial demon here. The battle scars and shattered stones were everywhere, clearly visible.

Tian Xiaojian rubbed his forehead with a contemplative expression on his face.

It was hard to determine who won from these traces. Both parties had left this place; he wondered if they were chasing each other or if Lin Xuan had already perished.

"Jiange, what are you thinking? If that Lin boy really has your level of prowess, a two-way stalemate would give you an opportunity to strike while the iron is hot," the fragment of the Grand Commander’s soul said in his ear.

"Strike while the iron is hot?" Tian Xiaojian's lips curled into a smile. "That sounds good, but I think we should call it off."

"What?"

"Right, my purpose here has been fulfilled. Why take unnecessary risks? A two-way stalemate is just speculation; if it doesn’t work out, wouldn't I be better off not risking anything and leaving this place?"

"Hmm." The Grand Commander's fragment nodded. "Jiange, what you say makes sense. Fine, do as you wish."

Tian Xiaojian didn’t speak further but waved his hands, casting a series of spells.

Puff!

A dull explosion echoed in Lin Xuan’s ears. His face darkened; the attack from Soul Devouring Sword was easily blocked by the demon bird's soul. This soul was truly terrifying.

Indeed, Lin Xuan had already acted. Little Furball had been poking the hornet’s nest, and its domain, though powerful, wasn’t invincible. When faced with a formidable opponent, it would lose its effect over time.

As time passed, Little Furball showed signs of defeat.

Such results naturally made Lin Xuan angry and frustrated.

This little idiot, lacking in strength, why did he have to show off? Now, he had stirred up trouble...

However, despite his anger, Lin Xuan couldn’t ignore the situation. After all, he and Little Furball were like ants on a rope; if one was destroyed, the other wouldn't fare well either.

Thus, Lin Xuan acted.

Two against one!

At this critical moment of life or death, how could he still adhere to the code of single combat? Lin Xuan wasn’t so uptight. In the cultivation world, survival of the fittest; only those who lasted were victors. No one cared about the process.

Lin Xuan was well aware of this.

But the result after his intervention was far from what he expected.

He found that his attacks were ignored.

Yes, completely ignored. His attacks had no effect at all, and the demon bird’s soul continued to clash with Little Furball as if nothing happened. Not only did they not threaten, but even their restraining effects were non-existent.

The gap between them was enormous!

Just now, he had already used a divine treasure, Soul Devouring Sword. The attack's power alone was among his top-tier techniques, yet it was easily nullified by the demon bird’s soul with just one claw strike.

Damn it!

Lin Xuan hadn’t felt this powerless for a long time—like when he first entered the cultivation world and faced high-ranking cultivators who were incomparable to him.

But Lin Xuan didn’t lose heart.

What if?

His assistance, even if minor, could still ease Little Furball’s pressure somewhat.

Even if it was just better than nothing, that would be good enough.

Unfortunately, he only had a soul body; the Jade Net Bee couldn't help.

Lin Xuan sighed in his heart. Golden light flashed behind him as Nine-Headed Eighteen-Armed Heavenly Net Form appeared, its complexity incomparable. However, this wasn’t over yet. A clear call rang out, and the Nine-Headed Eighteen-Armed Heavenly Net Form vanished, replaced by a phoenix shadow floating before his eyes.

Lin Xuan had only superficial knowledge of the Nine Heavens Divine Net Form, but turning it into armor was still very useful. Not only did it provide formidable defense, but it could also enhance his magical power to some extent. The benefits extended beyond that; even sensing primordial energy became easier.

At this moment, Lin Xuan dared not hide his true strength and prepared to use all his abilities to help Little Furball. Otherwise, if this little guy who stirred up trouble perished, his fate would be no better.

One rises with the rising tide, one falls with the falling tide. Lin Xuan’s plan was correct. But at that moment, an unbelievable scene unfolded.

Lin Xuan hadn’t even thought of it beforehand.

When the phoenix form appeared, Little Furball's eyes lit up, staring wide open in joy.

"Meow."

The little guy leaped and then spread its wings, as if flying towards the phoenix form.

Unexpectedly, Lin Xuan was startled but didn't stop him. He watched to see what Little Furball wanted to do; after all, the situation was dire, so even a worse outcome wouldn’t matter much.

With Lin Xuan’s indulgence and in his domain, Little Furball moved swiftly. Soon enough, it collided with the phoenix form.

Then, an unbelievable scene unfolded.

The two began to merge, indeed fusing together. The phoenix form combined with Little Furball, and then a clear call echoed as a one-foot-long phoenix appeared before their eyes.

Yes, it was a phoenix, though only a tiny one. It wasn’t just an illusion; it looked like a real phoenix.

Its posture and demeanor were unmistakable.

Of course, there were different levels of strength. The phoenix formed by Little Furball fusing with the Nine Heavens Divine Net Form was incomparable to the one that took away Yuanyuan.

But even if weak, it was still a phoenix, the king of all birds.

With its appearance, the temperature in the air suddenly rose. With two wings flapping, the white light curtain changed dramatically.

It turned red!

The change wasn’t just in color; the domain’s properties had also transformed.

A phoenix rising from the flames—this was a divine bird of fire. This fiery domain was comparable to what a true phoenix could create, albeit on a smaller scale.

Lin Xuan was left speechless. Even with his broad knowledge and experiences after entering the cultivation world, this still seemed too mystical.

Previously, he had never imagined that Little Furball could combine with the Nine Heavens Divine Net Form and use such an incredible technique.

Gurgle...

A noisy call echoed in Lin Xuan’s ears as the demon bird's cry contained a hint of fear. A phoenix wasn’t just a true spirit; it also held another identity, king of all birds. As a soul of a demonic bird, how could he not be afraid?

Even though he had witnessed this transformation firsthand, the aura emitted by this creature truly resembled that of a phoenix or was at least derived from the same lineage.

Thus, the situation reversed.

Soon enough, Little Furball displayed his astonishing abilities. The phoenix it transformed into wasn’t just for show; the fiery domain was only one aspect. Soon, more terrifying techniques emerged, overwhelming the demon bird's soul. In just a short while, the demon bird’s soul was shattered to pieces, though it didn't perish, its condition was utterly miserable.

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