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第两千四百四十三章 不死之身

Their thoughts were similar to Lu Yun's, both assuming that these two treasures belonged to the Cloud Concealment Sect and were temporarily lent to Lin Xuan for use. This chapter is provided by you.

After all, the power displayed by the Inverted Sea Spear and the True Spirit Inkstone of the Black Tortoise was too impressive. Even they couldn't help but admire it. According to reason, a small fellow like Lin Xuan, at the early Stage of Separation Spirit, wouldn't be able to gather such treasures.

However, the Cloud Concealment Sect was different.

While the sect might not be considered top-tier in the entire Dragon Gate World, they did have an ancient lineage. The rise and fall of a sect's fortunes were common in the cultivation world. The Cloud Concealment Sect had once produced some formidable cultivators.

Of course, when referring to "formidable," it was based on the Separation Spirit Stage standard. But there was no denying that the Cloud Concealment Sect had a long history. The old man before them might indeed be an immortal.

Although Lin Xuan was well-versed and experienced, he couldn't help but feel shocked. Was this old man truly an immortal?

Though it's true that a name precedes a person, his abilities were too extraordinary.

"Little Lin, your treasures are indeed good, and you have surpassed ordinary Separation Spirit Stage cultivators in strength. However, relying solely on these advantages to challenge me is overestimating yourself. If you surrender now, I might spare your soul for reincarnation. Otherwise..."

A voice as loud as a bell echoed through the air. Lin Xuan raised his head, but his expression was grim. The little fellows spoke simultaneously, their mouths moving in unison, making it impossible to determine who said what.

What a cunning old man!

"If you want me to surrender, you'll have to prove your worth first."

Lin Xuan's hands clenched as several spells were cast. With his movements, the Nine Palaces Sword Spirit emitted a brilliant light, finally freeing itself from the myriad of official pen talismans.

These treasures were crafted by Lin Xuan with great effort; their power was indeed extraordinary.

"Quickly!"

Lin Xuan pointed at them again, and the divine swords clashed, emitting a fragrance. The sword lights vanished, replaced by nine beautiful lotus flowers in his vision.

Lotus Flowers of Divine Swords!

They spun around, the originally closed buds slowly blooming.

Then, with a loud tearing sound, countless red threads shot out from within.

The number was staggering—perhaps tens of thousands.

These sword threads split into two streams. A small portion entangled the official pen that had returned, while most seemed to be shot like arrows from a powerful bow and arrow, emitting whistling sounds as they rained down on their enemies.

Like tofu meeting brine, one thing counters another. No matter how manyincarnations there were, his technique would find them out.

Don't underestimate Lin Xuan's transformation of swords into threads. Each thread had the power of a flying needle talisman. With so many, all released at once, they could kill cultivators of the same stage instantly.

Suddenly, the little monsters were visibly alarmed. They retreated with great speed.

The opponent was skilled in spatial maneuvers; his technique was no less refined than Nine Heavens Micro-step.

Next, the flames exploded and covered an area of several square zhang. Although the opponents escaped quickly, Lin Xuan had prepared for this. A third of the little monsters were caught within it.

This time, their golden bodies failed to protect them; all the little monsters were reduced to nothingness.

"Phew!"

Master Jing Kong sighed in relief. It was just a scare. The opponent wasn't using the Diamond Invulnerability Body technique; otherwise, it wouldn't have been so easily broken. It was merely an appearance that resembled it.

"I didn't expect Daoist Lin to be proficient in both magical and physical bodies!"

"Indeed, and the power of those flames is impressive. We underestimated him."

"Ordinary Separation Spirit Stage cultivators might not stand a chance against Daoist Lin, but Old Tyrant Heaven isn't easy to deal with." Although Lin Xuan had the upper hand after several rounds, the gray-robed cultivator still wasn't optimistic.

"Hui Brother, aren't one-third of hisincarnations already destroyed?"

The dragon-named youth was confused. He was happy, but this opinion felt like a bucket of cold water being poured on him.

"One-third might not be effective," the gray-robed cultivator said coldly.

This time, the dragon-named youth was half-believing and half-doubting. But at that moment, something unexpected happened. It seemed to confirm what the other had said. On the left side, several dozen zhang away, a flash of light appeared, revealing more little monsters, their numbers matching those Lin Xuan had just destroyed.

"It's impossible. Is the opponent truly an immortal?"

Even the old woman with white hair gasped in shock. Although Old Tyrant Heaven had a great reputation, what was happening before them was too unbelievable.

Not even ancient demons were known to have such bizarre abilities.

The observers were shocked, but Lin Xuan's expression became even more grim.

However, he remained calm despite his shock.

Lin Xuan had experienced countless battles since starting on the path of immortality. His experience was unparalleled. He didn't believe in true immortals existing.

By destroying part of hisincarnations, the opponent would need to pay a price for new ones to appear. But what exactly that cost was, Lin Xuan couldn't guess quickly.

So, he dared not continue this battle with the opponent. However, one thing was certain: the opponent's essence and soul were hidden in some of theincarnations.

But they were too well-hidden; his Divine Phoenix Eyes could find no fault.

Old Tyrant Heaven was indeed formidable, but at that moment, the opponent attacked again.

Theincarnations waved their sleeves, and a series of divine swords appeared.

Lin Xuan was momentarily stunned. However, he quickly regained his composure. Although the opponent was a Confucian cultivator, some members of this sect were also skilled in sword techniques.

Flying swords? Let's see what tricks this guy can pull out.

Lin Xuan thought to himself. But soon, he noticed something amiss. Theincarnations no longer gathered together but spread apart. Then, one by one, divine swords shot from all directions—left, right, up, and down—with almost no blind spots.

"Jianzhen Formation!"

Lin Xuan shivered as he realized it instantly.

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