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第两千五百一十五章 势如破竹

Lin Xuan knew this much in his heart.

But what of it?

Finding him was merely a theoretical possibility for the Old Patriarch of Profound Ice. The actual probability of such an occurrence was rather low.

Whether that old monster was sequestered away in meditation or met with some danger, he would most likely be too preoccupied to spare any thought for Lin Xuan. Otherwise, how could these incarnations have generated their own memories and emotions?

From this, it seemed that the Old Patriarch of Profound Ice had encountered a significant predicament. Could he even escape? How much less could he pose a threat to him?

After all, to the Ice Sea Realm, Lin Xuan was merely an outsider who would leave soon enough. Even if the old monster managed to break free, what could he do about it? Would he really chase after him just for face sake and run into the Dragon's Lair Realm?

This was clearly impossible!

Moreover, there were no such coincidences in this world. Lin Xuan had arrived here precisely when that old monster emerged from the Illusory Realm. His foster father, Shang'er’s adoptive father, was also an incarnation of the Old Patriarch of Profound Ice. When he perished, not even a trace of the old monster was seen.

Even if one were to retreat for a moment… Even if the Old Patriarch of Profound Ice did manage to escape and seek revenge out of face, would Lin Xuan necessarily be afraid?

The answer was no.

Facing a formidable opponent, could he not simply avoid it? He had offended the Holy Ancestor of Frost Soul and still dared to venture into the Demon Realm. In the end, he returned safely here.

Could the Old Patriarch of Profound Ice’s abilities match those of Frost Soul? Besides, Lin Xuan was no longer what he used to be; his hands held some precious treasures that could not be easily utilized. Setting aside the Five Dragon Seal for now, Life-Reviving Talisman, Perfect Tribulation Subduing Talisman, and Random Teleportation Talisman were all invaluable in critical moments. With these items, even though he would still have no chance to retaliate against a tribulation period monster, there might be an opportunity to escape.

Thus, Lin Xuan did not ignore the potential threat from the Old Patriarch of Profound Ice but also did not overly worry about him.

With myriad thoughts swirling in his mind, Lin Xuan swept his sleeves and tucked away the jade bottle. At the same time, the piercing sound of breaking air entered his ears as his treasures and the array flags of the Five Elements Essence Array flew back here.

Lin Xuan’s expression was quite satisfied.

With a sweeping motion of his large sleeves, a fierce wind whipped past, making these originally his treasures vanish without a trace. Lin Xuan then no longer lingered, his body emitting a strong green glow as he soared towards the territory of the Snow Fox Clan.

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How is Shang'er doing? The saying goes that concern can cloud one’s judgment. At this moment, Lin Xuan truly felt a bit anxious in his heart.

With a deep breath, his speed instantly increased to an incredible level, almost instantaneous teleportation. Returning to the Snow Fox Clan’s territory would not take much effort from him.

Soon enough, loud cracking sounds filled the air as colorful spiritual lights entered his vision. The sun had already set behind the hills, and the vivid spiritual light shimmered in the night sky, even more beautiful than the stars.

But Lin Xuan was not in the mood to admire anything; he flew past like a gust of wind.

"Who is there?" A loud shout echoed as beams of light shot from all directions—east, west, north, and south. Not only were experts brought here, but they had also surrounded the Snow Fox Clan completely. Lin Xuan’s attempt to enter naturally drew the attention of these demonic cultivators.

Thus, someone came to intercept him.

Lin Xuan sneered; he was not interested in dealing with these minor pests. With a sweep of his sleeves, piercing sounds filled the air as dozens of green sword lights swam out from his sleeves.

The demonic cultivators were taken aback but had no time to counteract before they were split apart by the attacks.

These fellows were indeed unlucky; even their appearances remained unclear before they were decapitated.

But Lin Xuan’s troubles were far from over.

Ahead, there were still countless obstacles blocking his path. To enter the Snow Fox Clan’s territory, he had to first break through their defenses.

Compared to human cultivators, demons seemed more fierce. Despite seeing several of their companions fall, the remaining demons showed no fear at all.

Of course, they would not charge blindly to die. Whistle sounds filled his ears as the roars of giant bears echoed in succession. Hundreds and even thousands of low-grade demonic creatures rushed towards him.

"Stupid fellows, do you think these mindless beasts can stop me?" Lin Xuan’s lips curled with derision. He raised his right hand without any additional movements, and a tattered treasure pagoda flew out.

The Ten Thousand Soul Pagoda!

A faint spiritual glow flowed over its surface as it creaked and the first layer opened up. A dazzling white light burst forth from within.

Suddenly, buzzing sounds filled the air as a blood-red insect cloud surged out.

Upon closer inspection, this insect cloud covered the sky, composed of tiny insects no bigger than fingernails. Like a tide of blood, they rushed towards him.

What were these low-grade demonic creatures? Lin Xuan’s insect cloud quickly devoured them. The high-grade demonic cultivators were taken aback; although they had courage, their enemies were too strong. Rushing forward at this point would only be a waste of life, so they hesitated on the spot.

This hesitation allowed Lin Xuan to fly past like a gust of wind.

"Brother Qiu, are we okay for letting our enemies go?" A fat-faced demon cultivator said with some concern.

"Yes, if Wang finds out, he will definitely let us off but will surely punish us severely," another demon cultivator echoed.

"You say that, but the punishment is nothing compared to losing one’s life," the leader of the demons said dismissively. "Besides, the enemy’s strength is probably at the Spirit Transformation stage; such beings are beyond our ability to withstand."

"Hmm, Brother Qiu makes a valid point."

"Yes, yes." The other demons agreed in unison.

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On another side,

Lin Xuan flew like a flash of wind into the重重包围 of the Ice Bears and Cold Rats. Whether it was restraints or the demonic cultivators using their numbers to overwhelm him, they could not stop him. His speed remained unaffected as he approached the Snow Fox Clan’s territory.

Just then, behind him, black light flashed, and a long spear-shaped treasure encased in heavy demon energy pierced his back from behind at incredible speed.

However, Lin Xuan was no easy target for an ambush; with a swift movement, he dodged to one side. Turning around, he saw an old man dressed in black.

His face showed surprise as if curious about how Lin Xuan managed to dodge the attack.

This person looked no different from human cultivators but emitted clear signs of being at the Spirit Transformation stage through his demon energy. He must be the leader of these demonic cultivators!

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