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第两千六百八十九章 一拳一爪

However, despite the shock, Lin Xuan had to find a way to deal with the immediate danger before him.

The Nine Palaces Must臾 Sword was now tainted and its power had significantly diminished. Coupled with the fact that it couldn't change direction as smoothly, it naturally couldn't withstand the opponent's mystically precise sword葫芦.

A whistling sound filled his ears as the red light blazed. Lin Xuan was surrounded by several dozen long, sharp rays of light, and in a moment, he would be cut to pieces by these swords.

The old monster, Zhong Laozui, sneered. Although this young man was harder to deal with than most Spirit Cultivators at the same stage, his abilities were limited. How could a mere grain of light compare to the full moon?

It must be time for him to regret his actions!

He widened his eyes, hoping to see fear on Lin Xuan's face.

Since they were playing cat and mouse, he couldn't eliminate the opponent all at once; Lin Xuan's fear would only make this more enjoyable.

He was ready to savor it.

But even if his thoughts were sound, how could Lin Xuan let such an opportunity pass?

With a flash of movement, he unleashed Nine Heavens Micro-step. The space around him rippled as he vanished from sight.

Though the thousands of crimson divine swords had formidable power, their impact was no less than a storm. However, without a target, they were useless, and their fierce attack landed in empty air.

This left Zhong Laozui flabbergasted, his pupils constricting.

Instant teleportation?

No!

If it were just instant teleportation, how could this have worked? He couldn't have escaped from such an overwhelming barrage of attacks.

Unless the displacement contained a fragment of cosmic law.

But that was impossible. The opponent was merely a mid-stage Spirit Cultivator; even if he had some understanding of cosmic laws, he wouldn’t be able to use them so casually.

Was this guy really at the Spirit Cultivation stage?

Zhong Laozui was momentarily confused.

In expert combat, every millimeter counted, and such a flaw couldn't be overlooked by Lin Xuan. Although the Nine Palaces Must臾 Sword was tainted, he had many treasures. Even without using them, his strength far surpassed that of other cultivators at the same stage.

With a loud shout, he raised his right fist and struck with a calm, unassuming force. In this realm, subtlety could be just as deadly as grandeur.

Zhong Laozui was shocked; the opponent had dual cultivation!

A saying goes that even a hundred precautions can fail once. Although the Spirit Demon Sect's cultivators knew this, they forgot to mention it.

In the sudden change of events, despite his formidable strength, Zhong Laozui couldn't dodge in time and hastily summoned a black shield from his sleeve.

This shield was only palm-sized at first, looking pitch-black. In its center, there was an intricately carved ghost face, though it looked fearsome, the craftsmanship was exquisite.

As the shield slid out, it expanded with the wind, growing several times larger, and the ghost face seemed to come alive, baring its teeth.

Zhong Laozui heaved a sigh of relief. This shield was one of his treasures; while not the strongest in terms of defense, its speed was unmatched.

It excelled at dealing with ambushes, and blocking an attack from a mid-stage Spirit Cultivator would be no problem.

Moreover, this young man's innate treasure was so formidable that he likely prioritized refining it over his body. Even if he had some physical cultivation, he wouldn't be very skilled.

These thoughts might have been correct, but applied to Lin Xuan, they were clearly inappropriate.

Thus, Zhong Laozui was destined for a major setback.

Boom!

What seemed like an ordinary punch caused the entire space to collapse. Only the point of impact was affected, but even that shield couldn't withstand it; a series of popping sounds filled his ears as the ghost face's teeth were knocked out and its light dimmed.

Lin Xuan wasn’t about to let this opportunity pass. With his rich experience in combat, he wouldn’t just stop with one punch.

He raised his left hand, curling his fingers into a claw that tore through the sky with a whistling sound.

With his movement, the black claws sliced through the heavens, leaving them in tatters.

Zhong Laozui's expression turned grim. He regretted it deeply but couldn't avoid the attack. The ghost face shield was torn apart by the claw, and he was now surrounded on all sides.

The hunter had become the hunted.

Just a moment ago, he wanted to play cat and mouse, but in an instant, he found himself passively defending.

His frustration was palpable, but more importantly, how could he extricate himself from this perilous situation?

A single mistake could cost him his life.

One wrong move, and everything would be lost. Lin Xuan's lips curled into a cold smile; even if it were the Heavenly Desolate Old Monster in Zhong Laozui’s position, he wouldn’t escape unscathed.

Before this thought fully formed, the result was clear. Zhong Laozui raised his right hand and waved his sleeve like a performer, seemingly releasing a cloud of gray mist…

The scene before him blurred slightly but then became clear again. The claw shadows had vanished.

"What…?"

Lin Xuan was stunned. He couldn’t quite grasp what happened in that moment, nor could he understand how the opponent neutralized his attack.

Could it be

Cosmic laws!

This was the only explanation Lin Xuan could think of at this moment. Apart from cosmic power, there was no way the opponent could have handled such a dangerous situation so easily.

Lin Xuan's expression became serious and tinged with worry. A true expert’s first move revealed their skill; this junior渡劫 cultivator wasn’t just boasting.

A mid-stage Spirit Cultivator couldn't achieve this level of mastery. If the opponent truly had the ability to freely manipulate cosmic laws, it would be a significant threat.

Great enemy!

No, more accurately, he was likely to lose in a one-on-one confrontation with such an opponent.

Lin Xuan's eyes showed concern, but only for a moment. He noticed that despite appearing unharmed, Zhong Laozui’s complexion had turned pale, and his aura had significantly weakened.

If his guess was correct, the move he just used must have come at a great cost—both in terms of spiritual energy and possibly his own life essence and other precious resources.

In other words, even if the opponent could manipulate cosmic laws, they couldn’t do so casually. The number of times and the high price made it a last-resort skill for survival.

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