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第两千五百五十五章 夺宝而逃

The strategy was nothing extraordinary. It involved using an avatar to draw the opponent's attention and attack while the true body lurked nearby, waiting for the right moment to strike.

However, in practice, things were not as simple as they seemed. The difficulty lay not just in the execution but also in the close proximity required to deceive a Shen Shi (Divided Spirit) cultivator with an illusionary avatar.

The opponent managed it, though. The demon from beyond was truly formidable, manipulating a late-stage One-Pointed Mind cultivator as if he were playing with a toy.

His strength was unmatched. The attack's power was unparalleled, utterly destroying the physical form of the Spirit Void True Person.

A flash of light revealed an infant soul about an inch high, resembling the Spirit Void True Person in appearance but filled with fear. He clutched a small storage bag and attempted to use it for instantaneous teleportation.

But the air around him suddenly froze. While he could break free earlier, now that his physical body was destroyed, there was no way he could do so again.

Frozen in place with terror on his face, all he could do was watch as the demon approached menacingly.

"Ha ha, you've managed to withstand my attacks for so many rounds; it seems you're not just any ordinary cultivator. The taste of your infant soul should be delightful. I'm hungry, so let me feast on you first. You'll die contentedly," said the demon.

"Brother, save me!" cried the infant soul in a weak voice.

The Spirit Void True Person's fear was palpable as he had been rendered speechless by the sudden turn of events. He could not even think about running away; how could he dare to touch the demon’s whiskers after such humiliation?

Was it really his fate to die this way, as the head of a sect? The Spirit Void True Person felt both fear and anger but was powerless.

Unable to move or even summon his inner power, he would rather self-destruct than be eaten. A warrior could be killed, but not humiliated. However, in the cultivation world, one might not get to choose their own death.

The infant soul's face turned red with rage, yet what else could it do? It was outmatched and had no control over its fate. Even if it wanted to die, it couldn't.

Everything seemed set when suddenly, something unexpected happened.

Su Yunfeng continued flying forward with a sinister smile on his face. He deliberately slowed down to toy with the opponent like a cat playing with a mouse. However, halfway through, he frowned as if noticing something amiss.

A burst of demonic light made him vanish from sight before reappearing several dozen feet away. At almost the same time, thunderous explosions filled the air, black fire crackling everywhere. Although not as powerful as the previous attack, it was still formidable.

Lin Xuan appeared beside the infant soul's spirit body at that moment. He had already deactivated the Demonic Transformation technique and returned to his true form.

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The infant soul was dumbfounded by this sudden turn of events. A mere mortal warrior had suddenly become a peer-level cultivator. How did he manage to deceive him?

But now, it didn't matter. Escaping with his life was the priority.

Before he could react, Lin Xuan's sleeve flapped out, sending a streak of green light that enveloped the infant soul, rendering it immobile.

"What do you want?" the infant soul cried in fear and anger, confused by this turn of events. He had clearly infiltrated as an ordinary mortal, but now faced with such a formidable demon, he should have abandoned his schemes for the greater good.

A late-stage Shen Shi cultivator like him should understand that internal conflict would only harm himself. However, Lin Xuan was not bound by common sense.

The green light enveloped the infant soul, and Lin Xuan seized the storage bag. He saw clearly that all the Mysterious Immortals' Pills were inside.

Without further ado, he turned into a streak of light and flew away.

Lin Xuan couldn't gauge the demon's true strength, but even he wasn’t confident enough to face it directly. Thus, he chose the safer option: grab the treasure and run.

As long as he could escape this small space, the demon wouldn't be able to harm him. If not, he would use a random teleportation talisman from the Demon World.

The收获 was far greater than expected, so even if he used up that spirit talisman, it would still be a profitable venture.

He didn’t care about the chaos this demon might cause in the Ice Sea Realm or the bloodshed and turmoil it would bring. He wasn't a savior, nor did he plan to risk his life to destroy the demon.

Cultivators were inherently selfish, and there was still the powerful Immortal of Profound Ice here. Lin Xuan had no intention of risking his life for heroics.

In truth, his strategy was sound, and the timing couldn't have been better. However, the demon wasn’t easily defeated. His face showed a sinister grin as he said, "Hmph, there’s still one more. Do you think you can escape?"

He turned into a demonic streak of light and chased after Lin Xuan.

The Spirit Void True Person's spirit body was not spared; while chasing, he wrapped it in demonic energy, causing a scream before silence.

Su Yunfeng ignored him for now, focusing on the exit. The only way out would be blocked soon enough.

First, deal with that cunning brat.

Lin Xuan’s escape was swift, but the demon found it difficult to catch up. In less than half an hour, he reached the exit.

However, something unexpected happened just then. The connection to the outside world began shrinking at a visible rate.

"Bad luck!"

Lin Xuan's expression turned grave. If the entrance closed, he would be trapped here, and that was not what Lin Xuan wanted. He couldn't use his遁光 in time, so he shook his shoulder, vanishing from sight.

Nine Heaven Micro Steps!

But it was too late. The entrance had vanished, and Lin Xuan crashed into an invisible wall, bouncing back.

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