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第二百五十八章 灵气化形

Lin Xuan did not show any signs of surprise as he patted his storage bag. The fiery Wu Gou sword flew up, and Lin Xuan raised his right hand随意 tapped it twice. Instantly, the Wu Gou sword transformed into a fierce dragon-like creature, its body engulfed in flames.

"Transformation Technique?"

Tiao Xiaojian was startled but quickly shook his head. Although both techniques were similar, there were significant differences in their finer details. Nevertheless, this was enough to rival a Core Formation cultivator's Dao technique and left him greatly impressed.

Lin Xuan wasn't showing off intentionally; he had his reasons for doing so. Tiao Xiaojian might seem friendly on the surface, but Lin Xuan always felt that there were some ambiguities. Whether they were friends or enemies was still uncertain.

From his perspective, Lin Xuan naturally did not want to offend this descendant of the Demon Sovereign, but sometimes, one's wishes couldn't change reality.

Thus, showing a bit of power was also a form of intimidation and deterrence. If Tiao Xiaojian wanted to harm him, he would need to think twice first.

While Lin Xuan preferred a low-key approach in his dealings, there were times when he needed to display his strength.

"Big Brother, you have some good skills. How about we attack together now?" Tiao Xiaojian's cheerful laughter echoed.

"Agreed." Lin Xuan nodded.

After receiving an affirmative response, Tiao Xiaojian turned serious and focused on the spring again. A fierce look flashed in his eyes as he waved his right hand. The black giant sword hummed loudly and slashed down with great force. The scene was spectacular, but the spring, being a精华 of a Spirit Vein, was highly responsive. Suddenly, a layer of visible qi rose.

The qi coalesced into a colorful tiger-like creature.

Qi Transformation?

Both Lin Xuan and Tiao Xiaojian were startled. However, with the situation developing as it did, they could no longer afford any hesitation or retreat.

Sizzle…

A sound so sharp that it made teeth ache, the black giant sword slashed through the tiger-like creature. Despite its imposing size, this was not a monster but a formation of qi. The sword's light struck the tiger, which didn't disappear; instead, it transformed into an eerie green glow, entangling with the black sword and gaining the upper hand.

Tiao Xiaojian's expression grew more serious as he turned to call out: "Big Brother."

"Alright."

Lin Xuan did not hesitate. He pointed his finger at the circling dragon-like creature, which paused slightly before rushing towards the spring.

In an instant, black light, green glow, and red flames clashed in mid-air, creating a deadlock.

This was not sustainable.

Although the Precious Medicine Valley was remote, prolonging this fight could easily attract the attention of the Tianmu Sect's cultivators.

Tiao Xiaojian's expression darkened. He hadn't expected the spring to be so difficult to deal with. A hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes but quickly gave way to surprise.

He patted the storage bag on his waist, and a black skull flew out. The shape was extremely strange; not only did it have sharp horns on its forehead, but its empty eye sockets also glowed with an eerie red light.

Tiao Xiaojian crossed his arms and interlocked his thumb and index finger to cast a spell.

The black skull absorbed the energy and began spinning rapidly. It opened its mouth, emitting a thick black beam that instantly enveloped several square meters of space.

"What is this..."

Lin Xuan was alarmed. Although he had never seen such a strange magic artifact before, he felt an uneasy sensation.

With his divine sense activated, the dragon-like creature transformed by the Wu Gou sword immediately withdrew from combat. At almost the same time, the thick fog covered the area.

The tiger seemed to recognize its danger and tried to escape, but the eerie fog moved even faster, enveloping it in a blink.

Roars echoed continuously, but soon they grew weaker. A hint of satisfaction flashed across Tiao Xiaojian's eyes as he reached out to summon the ghostly mist back into his storage bag. After a sudden contraction, it transformed into a round ball about the size of a dragon’s eye.

Tiao Xiaojian was overjoyed and stored it away.

With the tiger's disappearance, the spring's spirit weakened significantly. Tiao Xiaojian sneered as he slashed down again with the black giant sword.

Boom!

A loud explosion shook the ground violently, sending out shocking qi in all directions. A layer of colorful light suddenly burst forth.

Soon after, the light dissipated, and the spring transformed into qi vanished.

"Phew!"

Tiao Xiaojian let out a sigh of relief but his expression was far from relaxed. Lin Xuan's face mirrored his own; neither had expected the destruction to be so loud.

Originally, they hoped for a stealthy operation without drawing attention, but now it seemed that their efforts were in vain.

Meanwhile, on the main peak of Tianmu Mountain, in some hidden cave, Kumu Zhenren was meditating. Suddenly, he opened his eyes and his gaze shone with intense light. His aged face was filled with shock and anger, tinged with a hint of confusion and fear.

With a wave of his sleeves, heavy stone doors creaked open. Kumu Zhenren's expression remained stern as he stepped out quickly.

It was late at night; the moon was bright, and stars were few. The originally clear sky suddenly filled with countless pale green gases. These gases formed clusters, some measuring several meters in diameter while others spanned dozens of meters.

Kumu Zhenren looked up at the sky, his face contorted with extreme distress, even showing a hint of despair.

His lips moved slightly, and a faint voice could be heard: "Could it really be that heaven has forsaken our Tianmu Sect?"

However, as the headmaster, he quickly regained composure. Various colored streaks of light appeared on the horizon.

Initially far away, they soon approached him.

The light dispersed to reveal seven cultivators' faces, varying in height and build but all exuding an extraordinary aura; each was a Core Formation expert.

But their brows were furrowed with worry.

"Senior Brother," the youngest elder, who seemed no more than thirty years old, spoke: "What happened just now..."

Before he could finish, a powerful-looking man interrupted him: "Ning Junior Brother, it's time to get serious." He glared at Ning Tianyu before turning back. "Senior Brother, is it possible that the Precious Medicine Valley has been attacked?"

"Yes, this qi overflowed and spread in all directions. Could the spring have been destroyed?" Another elder said with a serious expression.

"But Master Liu was stationed there with heavy defenses; while they might not match those of the Cloud Sea Split Light Formation, ordinary Core Formation experts should be contained. Even if they couldn't hold off an opponent, wouldn't they send out a warning signal? So, could it be that an old monster of the婴 stage attacked..." A man with a yellow face analyzed, his expression difficult to read.

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