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第两千六百九十八章 立威

One, the situation arose suddenly, and perhaps the opponent might be slower to react due to their shock.

Two, he was well aware of his own strength. While other techniques were not discussed, he had some understanding of his evasion speed.

Though he didn't dare say it with 100% certainty, he preferred to risk everything rather than be driven by someone else.

If he won, the future would be bright and free; this was much better than staying in the Spirit Ghost Sect. If he lost, he would merely fall, as everyone had their own choices, but he refused to give up his soul no matter what.

Seeing Lin Xuan's eyes flash with sharpness, he sighed softly without any further action, just flicking his sleeves.

Silently and swiftly, a burst of multicolored spiritual light emerged.

Phantom Spirit Heavenly Fire!

It transformed into a fiery line, chasing after the target at an incredible speed.

Inwardly, Lin Xuan understood the opponent's choice, but this authority had to be established. Otherwise, other cultivators might follow suit, and the entire Spirit Ghost Sect would collapse like a fallen tree.

This was something Lin Xuan did not want to see.

The path of immortals was arduous. Although he wasn't cruel or fond of killing, he knew that sometimes one had to be ruthless when necessary.

Indecision wouldn't allow him to stand in the cultivation world, and being overly merciful was foolish beyond measure.

Such errors were ones Lin Xuan would not make.

As for using Phantom Spirit Heavenly Fire on his first move, it was due to careful consideration. Indeed, his strength far surpassed that of other cultivators at his level, but outright killing wasn't easy. Moreover, the opponent was currently fully on guard.

Only a few techniques could guarantee a one-hit kill, and without any treasure items, Phantom Spirit Heavenly Fire was the only option.

Thus, Lin Xuan used it without hesitation.

Now, his goal extended beyond just establishing authority; he wanted to intimidate everyone. He believed that many others like the robed cultivator were looking for opportunities to exploit the situation. By making them submit to his Soul Suppressing Technique, he could preserve the strength of the Spirit Ghost Sect as much as possible.

In other words, he needed to scare some sense into them.

And Phantom Spirit Heavenly Fire, being Lin Xuan's trump card, did not disappoint. The robed cultivator’s screams filled the air as he tried to flee while using his defensive treasure item.

However, it was useless. If this had happened a hundred years ago, perhaps it could have slowed Phantom Spirit Heavenly Fire down, but now, with a thread of primordial Yin energy infused into it, its power had increased significantly. The defensive treasure item was rendered worthless and instantly reduced to mere iron. The robed cultivator fared no better; his protective spiritual light was ignited, and he rolled around in flames, crying out in agony until both his body and spirit were reduced to ash.

Sss...

The process might seem complex, but it took only a moment.

The Spirit Ghost Sect cultivators witnessed this with wide eyes and gulped. They felt immense relief.

The robed old man had no other choice; among the more than a hundred people, most shared the same strategy as the fallen one: first feigning compliance with Lin Xuan, then finding a hidden place to escape later.

When Lin Xuan took out his Soul Suppressing Token, many cultivators began to lose heart and looked around to flee. However, either they were too slow or their resolve was not strong enough, leaving them in doubt about what to do next.

Inaction in critical moments often led to chaos, but this time, the opposite occurred.

The most decisive robed cultivator had already perished, while those who moved just a step ahead of him still lived.

Many hearts were filled with relief and cold sweat. Regardless, Lin Xuan's terrifying presence was etched deeply into their minds, leaving no room for resistance.

At this moment, Lin Xuan’s voice echoed: "How is it that you all want to submit to me but only talk the talk? Once you need to hand over your souls, you try to delay and dodge. Are you playing with me?"

Lin Xuan's tone was filled with anger, as if he intended to act at any moment.

The cultivators exchanged glances, seeing fear in each other’s eyes. Lin Xuan had already made a good example; no one dared to run now.

But handing over their souls...

Lin Xuan observed their reactions and his expression darkened. He would need to employ some tactics to get them to comply.

With his mind made up, Lin Xuan was about to act when a familiar voice interrupted: "Senior, you're overthinking this. Besides a few reckless individuals, how could we dare deceive you? What I said comes from the bottom of my heart; here is my soul."

Lin Xuan turned to see the robed elder, who wore a servile expression. Before he finished speaking, he actually spat out two light points.

They were indeed souls, which were then absorbed by the Soul Suppressing Token.

Satisfied with this, Lin Xuan said, "Good. You will succeed me as the Grand Elder of the Spirit Ghost Sect."

"Thank you, senior. I will risk my life to repay your kindness," the robed elder exclaimed in joy.

The robed elder was taken aback but then showed great delight. Such benefits were unexpected for him; although he would have to follow Lin Xuan's every command, being the Grand Elder of the Spirit Ghost Sect might make his life better than before.

Lin Xuan’s eyes flashed with barely noticeable disgust.

He despised this man's character, but at this moment, such a person was useful. With the Soul Suppressing Technique, he didn't fear any betrayal or schemes against himself.

With someone leading and reaping great benefits, the Spirit Ghost Sect cultivators, though still resistant, no longer wanted to fall behind.

Wasn’t it true?

The path of deceit and escape had failed.

Resistance led only to death.

After so much effort, they had reached this point in their cultivation journey. Who would willingly return to the underworld? There was a saying: better to live poorly than die well. Even if being driven by others was not ideal, it was their only choice.

Acting quickly might bring benefits.

Understanding this, the cultivators no longer hesitated. As they said, true men could bend and stretch; though the Soul Suppressing Technique was terrifying, there were countless wonders in the cultivation world. They might still have a chance to be freed from it.

Though such thoughts were mostly self-consolation, the cultivators eagerly handed over their souls. The deadlock that had troubled Lin Xuan earlier was now easily resolved.

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