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第两千五百八十章 梼杌分身

The spirit realm was vast and boundless, with countless extraordinary cultivators embarking on the path of cultivation. However, the road to immortality was fraught with difficulties. Not only did it require one to transcend the final stage of ascending into the clouds, but even those who managed to reach that last realm were few and far between.

Each of these individuals possessed unparalleled opportunities and abilities.

Looking across the Ice Sea Realm, where humans and demons coexisted, there was only one Immortal Ancestor, Xuan Bing. Yet at this moment, this legendary powerhouse was in a state of utter disarray as he staggered out from that spatial rift.

Lin Xuan's pupils constricted. The chance to meet an Immortal Ancestor by accident was indeed a stroke of luck for ordinary cultivators. If one could secure their favor, the benefits would be countless. However, there were always exceptions!

Before him stood the Xuan Bing Immortal Ancestor, who was in dire straits and struggling to save himself. Lin Xuan had no illusions about expecting any favors from this state.

Having endured countless trials as a cultivator, Lin Xuan had long been hardened by the brutal nature of his journey. In such a situation, he did not immediately activate his random teleportation talisman but instead clutched various intricate and complex techniques in his hands, enveloping himself with them for safety's sake. He planned to use Illusory Shadow Evasion Technique to leave this place.

Just then, a deafening roar echoed through the air.

The volume of the sound was so great that it seemed to shake the very heavens. Lin Xuan felt a wave of dizziness as his breath and blood surged. The technique he had been using was abruptly broken.

"This is impossible!"

Lin Xuan's face turned pale with shock. He took a deep breath, stabilizing the运转 of the techniques within his body to suppress the discomfort, but his expression remained ghastly, as if a storm was brewing.

It was just sound!

A single roar had shattered his Illusory Shadow Evasion Technique. Such a feat would be hard to believe unless one experienced it firsthand.

The audacity was beyond description. Could this truly be the power of an Immortal Ancestor?

Although Lin Xuan had encountered many such ancient monsters, they were mostly in their avatar or soul fragment forms, far weaker than their true selves and limited to the realm of spirit transformation.

Their combat experience was insufficient as a reference for the power of an Immortal Ancestor.

The True Person of Naelong, Lin Xuan had been fortunate enough to see. However, he only marveled at his grand出手 but never witnessed him in action.

With these thoughts swirling in his mind, Lin Xuan was thoroughly shaken by the formidable strength of an Immortal Ancestor.

He found himself in a dilemma. If this opponent could break his Illusory Shadow Evasion Technique, the random teleportation talisman might not work either. If he were to be trapped in spatial chaos during the teleportation, it would be irreversible. Although this was just speculation, Lin Xuan was unwilling to risk his life.

However, any delay had already cost him the best opportunity for escape. A black aura appeared on the horizon, initially a mere dot but quickly transforming into a dark cloud of demons.

Rumbling sounds filled the air as the demonic cloud surged towards them.

Lin Xuan sighed. Running now would be futile and might even attract the demon's attention. Fortune or misfortune, he could only wait and see what happened.

He hoped that this opponent would treat him like an insignificant ant, ignoring him entirely.

However, his hopes were not easily realized.

"Stupid creature, where can you run to?"

A voice as thunderous as a clap of lightning echoed in his ears. It was filled with a sense of killing intent and mockery: "Hand over that treasure and surrender your妖丹 after all these years of cultivation. I won't be so merciful as to let you return to the cycle of life and death."

"Hmph, empty words. Do you really think this old ancestor would believe such nonsense? If it falls into your hands, you'll only face a miserable existence. It's better to fight me to the end."

The robed elder's face revealed an eerie expression.

Taking a deep breath, he emitted a dazzling aura from his body and vanished entirely. In its place appeared a massive wolf over a hundred feet long.

This wolf was white with a ferocious aura that surged around it as it lunged towards the demonic cloud.

"You're asking for death. At this point, what right do you have to challenge me?"

A mocking voice echoed in his ears. The demonic cloud churned before a loud explosion rang out. The demonic energy dispersed, revealing another monster of similar size.

Compared to the ice wolf, it was terrifying and bizarre beyond measure—human-faced with tiger paws, a wide mouth filled with sharp teeth, and a tail covered in black spines. Its body was coated in long fur.

Cunning!

Lin Xuan almost let out an exclamation of surprise.

Indeed, this was undoubtedly the legendary creature known as Chun Ji, one of the Four Evils. He had often dealt with its soul fragments during his time on the lower realms.

There could be no mistake.

For a moment, Lin Xuan was stunned, but quickly he began to doubt his initial assessment.

No, Chun Ji ranked among the True Spirits and was known for its formidable power. While Lin Xuan wasn't sure of its exact strength, it wouldn't fall short of an Immortal Ancestor in late-stage transformation. This one, despite its terrifying appearance, was only at the early stage of transformation, a fact that couldn't be deceived.

There were two possibilities: either Chun Ji had suffered severe injuries and thus weakened significantly, or this was merely an avatar he had cultivated.

It didn't matter; human or demon True Spirits could cultivate avatars. As a True Spirit, Chun Ji could do so as well.

This creature was indeed incredibly formidable, having reached the stage of transformation at the level of an Immortal Ancestor.

Of these two scenarios, Lin Xuan leaned towards the latter.

His heart raced with tension. He and Chun Ji had a deep-seated grudge; his plans on the lower realms were all ruined by this avatar's discovery. This soul fragment was destroyed as well. How could he let it go?

Should he immediately join the attack alongside the Xuan Bing Immortal Ancestor, or should he take advantage of the situation to escape?

Lin Xuan found himself in a difficult predicament. The Xuan Bing Immortal Ancestor clearly had little strength left and would be of limited use.

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