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Chapter 2450: The Final Stand

The spectators on the sidelines were not mentioned, but the situation in the arena had become increasingly tense. Although the Elder Tiantie continuously unleashed several of his secret techniques, he was still teetering on the brink of exhaustion. His magical power seemed to be waning rapidly—his eyes showed a look of both anger and despair.

Boom!

Rolling thunder echoed through the sky as the spirit clouds churned. However, unlike at first, the golden light had dimmed almost to the point of disappearing, while the bright red hue illuminated the entire cloud mass.

Frustrating!

Elder Tiantie was both enraged and frustrated. Even those watching could sense that he was doomed to lose this battle. But his pride wouldn't allow him to accept defeat; it was a fight that left him feeling utterly bewildered by its outcome.

From any angle, he had been in control. How did he end up losing?

Elder Tiantie couldn’t understand it even now. Was his entire life’s work about to be reduced to nothing here?

Frustrated and unwilling to lose, knowing this wasn't a simple duel where another chance could be sought, he was pushed to the brink of despair. If he lost, not only would his sect, Tiantie Sect, face an irreversible disaster, but the terms proposed by the other party were far from trivial.

How could it be acceptable to lose to a mere First Division Spirit Cultivator?

Even if he survived, he would never be able to face anyone again.

With these thoughts swirling in his mind, Elder Tiantie's eyes turned red with fury, and a mad rage flashed deep within them. No, he wouldn't give up so easily; no matter how perilous the situation, he had to take one last gamble.

Surviving by any means necessary!

He clenched his hands, casting out several intricate spells that retracted all of his magical power. Then, he quickly retreated backward.

"Stupid! Do you think this will allow you to escape?"

Lin Xuan's eyes glinted with a strange light.

Without further ado, his spirit perception surged, and the magical energy erupted from him like a flood.

With the balance tipping in his favor, the red glow of the spirit clouds intensified even more, while the golden light completely faded away.

The spirit clouds transformed into a violent storm, surging towards Elder Tiantie's retreating direction with an indescribable speed, engulfing everything within a dozen acres.

Elder Tiantie could not retreat in time and was also caught in this storm. The power of this storm, which had taken two days to form, was equivalent to both parties combining their forces for one final attack. Even a Golden Stage cultivator would find it difficult to withstand such an assault, let alone the exhausted Elder Tiantie.

However, was that truly the case?

As the spirit clouds engulfed Elder Tiantie, Lin Xuan's pupils constricted, and he suddenly emitted a bluish-green light as he retreated swiftly. His speed was astonishing.

At this moment, a black hole appeared several feet in front of him.

Though only a few feet wide, it seemed incredibly deep.

Sizzle...

A giant claw emerged from the black hole, its surface wrapped with electric arcs.

Wherever it passed, the void shattered continuously, indicating its formidable power.

Lin Xuan retreated quickly, but the attack on the claw was even faster. It was about to strike his chest.

If hit by this claw, while he might not die, Lin Xuan's body would surely be severely damaged.

Just as victory seemed within reach, a sudden crisis arose. The spectators watching were left speechless, feeling like they had been on a roller coaster ride with its ups and downs.

"Junior Brother, be careful."

The young man named Long was extremely anxious but could do nothing to help.

The green-gray claw was only an arm's length away from Lin Xuan when suddenly, the True Spirit Inkstone of Xu Wu appeared. Lin Xuan raised his right hand and gently touched its surface. A flash of light later, the inkstone grew larger, forming a protective barrier around him.

In the next moment, a loud impact echoed as the terrifying claw struck with full force.

The True Spirit Inkstone of Xu Wu was a precious item obtained from Snowflower Ancestor, offering formidable defense. However, a painful sound pierced Lin Xuan's ears; even after barely touching it, the inkstone’s defenses were breached. The strange claw continued to strike with immense force.

Lin Xuan had no time to dodge and seemed destined for disaster. But at that moment, several shields appeared.

The True Mother-Child Shields!

Though Lin Xuan now had a new defensive item, he didn't discard it; more defense was always better. These shields acted almost like living entities, forming a fan-like arrangement with their own light radiating out. A single greenish pattern flowed across the shield, making it seem incredibly mysterious.

The green-gray claw struck the shield, which flashed and shattered.

Then, the claw struck Lin Xuan's chest at lightning speed but failed to penetrate his body. An ancient, mystical armor appeared instead.

True Spirit Armor!

It was formed from the Nine Heavens Divine Net, and the image of a nine-headed, eighteen-armed figure had vanished behind Lin Xuan. This terrifying attack was finally blocked for two reasons: first, the True Spirit Armor was indeed formidable; second, having pierced through his two defensive items, the claw's power had been significantly diminished.

Thus, after experiencing numerous dangers, Lin Xuan managed to turn danger into safety.

"Frustrating!"

The enraged howl of Elder Tiantie echoed from afar. Lin Xuan turned to see him, his face showing both sorrow and anger, his complexion also turning greenish-gray due to the exhaustion of his magical power.

But what was most striking was that only one hand remained on this monster's body. Lin Xuan was momentarily stunned before realizing that the spirit clouds' storm had been powerful enough for a Golden Stage cultivator to barely escape. To survive, he had to sacrifice both hands and legs by using a Substitute Body Technique to cross the threshold of cultivation.

No wonder he was the First Division Spirit Cultivator; in such dire circumstances, he could still unleash that shocking attack. Lin Xuan shuddered at the thought.

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