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They say a name does not match the person beneath it. This Heavenly Desolate Old Monster was indeed far beyond ordinary Spirit Splitting Realm cultivators, Lin Xuan thought with surprise. However, his expression remained calm, as befitting someone who had lost nothing but face.

Without any additional movements, Lin Xuan flicked his sleeves and the Heavenly Desolate Old Monster sensed something amiss. His shoulder twitched slightly, and he vanished from sight in a blur of motion. What a wondrous spell! Though not instantaneous teleportation, it was as good as it got.

Spatial Shift Technique!

Lin Xuan's pupils constricted, but even so, the Heavenly Desolate Old Monster couldn't completely dodge his attack. A blackish gleam grazed his shoulder before flying past him.

Though he missed, some minor injuries were inflicted nonetheless.

As Lin Xuan’s cultivation improved, the power of the Black Spirit Drill became increasingly mysterious.

"Little brat!"

The Heavenly Desolate Old Monster roared in anger. How long had it been since he was injured? Although he had let his guard down momentarily, this insignificant creature dared to harm him!

Indeed, a mere ant!

In the Heavenly Desolate Old Monster's heart, Lin Xuan wasn't considered an opponent at all.

Originally, he should have been beneath his feet, but now, he actually dared to challenge him.

"Little fool who dares not die! You will regret this."

The snarl of the Heavenly Desolate Old Monster echoed in his ears. Then, with a flick of his sleeves, spiritual light flickered, and a golden book appeared before his eyes.

"A book as treasure? Could it be that this old fellow practices Confucian cultivation techniques?" Lin Xuan thought to himself.

This duel was crucial for the rise and fall of Cloud Concealing Sect. The entire sect naturally cared deeply about it. Knowing oneself and one's opponent would certainly be beneficial, but gathering such intelligence was nearly impossible!

Indeed, the Heavenly Desolate Old Monster had a fearsome reputation, but he was known for his ruthless tactics. Many cultivators who had once crossed paths with him were dead. He kept himself secluded, rarely receiving guests. Thus, despite the entire sect's efforts, they couldn't determine which cultivation technique he practiced.

Seeing the book, Lin Xuan made an educated guess. While not entirely certain, it was likely correct. After all, among the four major schools of cultivation—Buddhism, Taoism, Confucianism, and Magic—the latter often used books as their primary treasures.

Confucian techniques were intricate and profound, encompassing rites, music, archery, charioteering, calligraphy, and mathematics. The former champion of the Heavenly Cloud Twelve Provinces, Wangting Tower, was a Confucian cultivator. His aura of righteousness was indeed formidable.

Lin Xuan felt a chill but showed no fear. Opponent or not, he wasn't made of clay or paper.

"Quickly!"

A finger pointed forward, and a spell appeared before vanishing into the air.

Suddenly, a clear ringing filled the air as the Nine Palaces Momentary Sword flashed. The surrounding spiritual light brightened, then split into three, revealing hundreds of dazzling sword beams in an instant.

Layer upon layer, like crimson clouds, their sound was terrifying to behold.

The Nine Palaces Momentary Sword wasn't just for show. Those sword beams swirled and formed a red stream, slicing towards the opponent with the force of a whale taking water.

"Hmm?"

The Heavenly Desolate Old Monster felt surprised. While Lin Xuan's abilities were impressive, his use of a life-bound treasure was undoubtedly extraordinary.

"Still, relying on this to challenge me shows you're not afraid of death."

The Heavenly Desolate Old Monster snorted. As he moved his hands, one after another, the spells appeared and merged into the golden book.

Then, like a fountain, hundreds of runes burst forth from the open pages.

Lin Xuan saw clearly that they were inscribed with the character "spear".

"Go!"

The Heavenly Desolate Old Monster issued a sharp command. The runes danced in the wind before vanishing, replaced by ancient spears floating before him.

These spears varied in length but were all razor-sharp. A piercing sound filled the air as the spears converged on the Nine Palaces Momentary Sword.

Soon, they clashed together.

The old monster pointed again, ready to use another technique. But before he could, his face turned pale.

A series of clinking sounds echoed as the spears and sword beams collided, shattering like paper dolls.

What a joke! Lin Xuan's life-bound treasure had been refined with countless treasures, its sharpness reaching an incredible degree. It wasn't something trivial that could be blocked by such a technique.

This time, it was because the Heavenly Desolate Old Monster underestimated him and missed his chance.

"Ha!"

Lin Xuan’s right hand flicked repeatedly, pouring his spiritual energy like a flood into his life-bound treasure. The Nine Palaces Momentary Sword formed a line, speeding up to slash at the old monster's three feet away.

Caught off guard, he couldn't even summon his defense treasure in time.

This was the difference between victory and defeat. He had underestimated Lin Xuan, reaping what he sowed by immediately putting himself on the defensive.

The old monster frowned as a golden aura burst from his body, forming an impenetrable shield.

"Hmph! The power of righteousness is indeed formidable, but do you think this can block my treasure?"

Lin Xuan's cold laughter echoed. As if to prove his point, a tearing sound filled the air as the golden shield was torn apart like cloth. The Nine Palaces Momentary Sword flew forward, surrounding the old monster.

If it were an ordinary cultivator, such an attack would have left them with countless holes. But the Heavenly Desolate Old Monster, known as the first to survive the Tribulation in the Nai Long World, couldn't possibly fall so easily.

Even Lin Xuan himself wouldn’t believe such a thing existed.

Indeed, despite the Nine Palaces Momentary Sword's sharpness, it failed to pierce through. An ancient suit of armor appeared and blocked his attack with great difficulty.

The material of this armor was unknown, but its defense was truly formidable.

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