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第两千五百六十二章 梼杌与蛟龙

Silently, the dark aura suddenly turned extremely violent and gathered in the middle. A black, glowing cloud of evil energy appeared before his eyes. Following this, a loud explosion echoed, with black lightning spewing from the cloud, transforming into a five-clawed dragon. The entire body was composed of black lightning, over twenty meters long, and it fiercely lunged at the cultivator.

Lin Xuan was still far away, but he couldn't help taking in a sharp breath as he witnessed this scene. Even his reaction was one of shock. The remaining cultivators from the Ethereal Immortal Palace were even more alarmed, their faces filled with fear. At that moment, disaster had already befallen them; they no longer cared about retrieving treasures.

Without hesitation, Lin Xuan waved his sleeve and a weathered scroll book flew out from it. As the pages opened, an ancient and primitive aura emanated from within.

It was clearly a precious artifact, but the scholar-clothed cultivator had no confidence at all. The enemy was far more terrifying than he imagined; the scene of his senior brothers and sisters falling in battle was still vivid in his mind. He dared not be careless or overconfident. His hands moved slightly as he formed an odd mudra, while opening his mouth to spray several streams of vital essence infused with true primordial energy.

These items were no small matter; they couldn't recover like mana after use, and it would take at least a hundred years of meditation to fully restore them. Thus, cultivators rarely used them unless absolutely necessary. But now, preserving his life was the most important thing; losing some cultivation was merely a trivial matter that he could not afford to worry about.

After leaving his mouth, the vital essence turned into a large cloud of blood mist and was absorbed by the ancient scroll book like a whale drinking water.

The entire ancient book turned crimson, emitting an ominous aura.

Lin Xuan's pupils constricted as he showed signs of shock on his face. Such a scene was beyond his expectations given his extensive experience.

Clearly, this remaining cultivator from the Ethereal Immortal Palace practiced the Way of Confucianism.

Among various cultivation schools, Lin Xuan was relatively unfamiliar with Confucianist techniques and secrets, but he had seen enough to understand their basic principles. He could say that he knew them well; Confucianist techniques emphasized balance and tranquility.

The name "Great Rectitude" hinted at the nature of this power—it contained no trace of viciousness or poison. Many Confucianist techniques required combining with Great Rectitude, making their lineage inherit the bright and straightforward characteristics.

While there were certainly deceitful and vicious individuals among Confucianists, their techniques' nature remained unchanged. However, the world was vast and full of wonders; before him stood an exception. Lin Xuan's eyes showed clear astonishment as he recognized the monster.

It was one of the Four Great Beasts from legend. In the mortal realm, he had once formed a spirit with its fragment and developed quite a grudge against it.

Of course, this wasn't the real Four Great Beasts.

But they were likely more than just similar in appearance; Lin Xuan was not entirely clear on their connection to this monster named Zhenji.

Roar!

Lin Xuan immediately recognized the monster. It was one of the Four Great Beasts from legend. In the mortal realm, he had once formed a spirit with its fragment and developed quite a grudge against it.

Of course, this wasn't the real Four Great Beasts.

But they were likely more than just similar in appearance; Lin Xuan was not entirely clear on their connection to this monster named Zhenji.

Roar!

The blood-colored Zhenji immediately let out a loud roar as ominous energy spread from its body. Without hesitation, it lunged towards the black lightning凝聚而成的蛟龙。

咦?

Su Yunfeng's voice clearly showed surprise. This outcome was completely unexpected. The three cultivators of the Ethereal Immortal Palace were obviously led by the old Taoist, who had been easily killed. He never expected this unremarkable scholar-clothed cultivator to cause such a disturbance; truly, one cannot judge a book by its cover.

The blood-colored Zhenji was no ordinary beast. The black lightning transformed into a five-clawed dragon and immediately fell behind in terms of strength upon contact. Zhenji's claws tore at the thick lightning bolts, which were about as thick as an arm, but could not harm his fur.

This result relieved the scholar-clothed cultivator. Although he was confident in his final trump card, the enemy was too powerful, and victory was uncertain. Fortunately, it didn't disappoint him.

Amidst a burst of purple light, he lunged once more at the small tripod.

找死!

A thunderous roar came from the dark cloud. Lin Xuan watched coldly as the demon head's face showed some embarrassment. With a loud cry, the dark cloud churned violently, and then a vortex appeared.

From this vortex, countless fireballs the size of buckets emerged, numbering in the millions.

But it wasn't over yet; all the fireballs twisted and deformed upon contact with the wind. They vanished, replaced by several hundred thick yellow snakes.

Opening their blood-filled mouths, they lunged at Zhenji.

In terms of individual strength, these demonic serpents were far inferior to the lightning dragon from before, but in number, they vastly outnumbered them. Many can fell an elephant.

Initially, Zhenji, relying on its size and sharp teeth, could maintain a slight advantage. But as more serpents attacked en masse, it became overwhelmed and soon succumbed, being devoured into nothingness.

The battle was far from over; although the snakes had suffered significant losses, at least a thousand remained, opening their blood-filled mouths in unison. The scholar-clothed cultivator now faced them alone.

Due to their overwhelming numbers, they nearly obscured the entire sky. At this moment, the scholar-clothed cultivator was so terrified that his soul had flown out of him.

(未完待续)

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