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第两千七百二十一章 岁月如梭

After a while, a massive head that resembled a mountain poked out from the clouds.

It turned out that what appeared to be a lantern was merely two eyeballs of the puppet.

The size of just this head was already so enormous; one could only imagine how vast and imposing its body must have been. Lin Xuan found it hard to fathom, even with his own eyes, how such a tiny object had grown into something so much larger.

The grandeur and the pressure were truly comparable to those he had seen in the Ice Sea Realm when facing the avatar of Tiaomu.

There was no need for further attempts; just from the aura alone, Lin Xuan could sense that this puppet’s strength rivaled that of a cultivator at the early Transcendation stage.

Of course, it fell far short compared to true True Spirit, but what difference did that make?

People should be content with what they have. Besides, without reaching a certain level of power, such differences might not even be noticeable.

In other words, even an ordinary Spirit Separation cultivator could easily mistake this puppet for a True Spirit.

Since Lin Xuan had already determined the puppet’s strength from its aura and it met his expectations, there was no need to continue trying anything further.

After all, this puppet required仙石 (spirit stones) as energy; the power was too precious to waste unnecessarily.

The exact duration these nine spirit stones could sustain the puppet's movements or combat capabilities remained a mystery to Lin Xuan. Thus, every bit of spiritual qi was invaluable.

It would be best not to waste anything.

"Quickly!"

Lin Xuan pointed his finger forward again. With his movement, the giant dragon’s head slowly vanished, and the dense black clouds above gradually dispersed.

Thunder, lightning, and hurricanes all disappeared without a trace. The sun reappeared in the sky as the clouds parted.

Lin Xuan's expression was filled with satisfaction. This puppet could now operate smoothly, and its strength had met his expectations.

Since he had already achieved his purpose for this journey, Lin Xuan did not need to stay any longer in this desolate desert.

Surrounded by a layer of green light, he vanished into the distance at an incredible speed.

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Soon, all traces of him were gone. The area returned to its utmost tranquility.

Lin Xuan was unaware that when his figure disappeared, the yellow sand on the deserted plain suddenly began moving without any wind.

Wu...

Driven by some mysterious force, the sand particles kept shifting until a face appeared in Lin Xuan's vision.

"Turns out it’s spirit stone power. A mere Spirit Separation cultivator possessing such treasures... hehe, heaven doesn't forsake me. Once I break through this final seal..."

The man's voice grew fainter and was replaced by an eerie laughter that entered Lin Xuan's ears.

A gust of wind swept past, erasing the sand-formed face, and the area returned to its calm state as if nothing had happened.

Lin Xuan’s strength was undeniable, but he didn't have prophetic abilities. He remained unaware of these events. After a half-day journey, he arrived at his cave dwelling.

After resting briefly, he rushed to the training hall.

He truly moved without pause.

However, there was no choice; he still had many treasures to refine, especially adding the essence of域外天金 (foreign celestial gold) and 幻阴魔花 (illusory Yin flower) into his own命宝 (life-prolonging treasure). This was urgent.

Next, he needed to comprehend the secret techniques for cultivating sword spirits.

The Nine Palaces Momentary Sword had been a hard-won achievement for Lin Xuan, and now he had the opportunity to infuse it with two more incredible secrets. His eagerness was palpable.

Of course, despite his urgency, Lin Xuan did not let his guard down.

Even the foreign celestial gold and illusory Yin flower were coveted by even Immortal Kings and Demon Lords, indicating their immense value. Lin Xuan considered himself fortunate to have obtained them, but he couldn't afford any mistakes this time.

Thus, he was meticulous in every step of the process.

There was no need for further elaboration; Lin Xuan focused on refining his treasures while handling various miscellaneous tasks. Unlike closing a life-and-death gate, he was extremely busy and rarely left his cave dwelling.

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Over the course of spring, summer, autumn, and winter, year after year passed without any unexpected incidents. Meanwhile, the Cloud Concealment Sect saw rapid growth with three other factions submitting to it, whether voluntarily or not. The sect's influence expanded significantly.

In a world where the strong prey on the weak, as the Cloud Concealment Sect grew stronger, it naturally sought more benefits and resources.

Facing this sudden giant, many nearby sects and families submitted out of fear, but some powerful factions were unwilling to give up their precious spirit veins and resources without a fight.

What could be said then? In the world of cultivation, strength always spoke louder than words. A bloody storm swept through the entire Frosty Region as various factions clashed.

However, the Cloud Concealment Sect was one of the five major sects in this region. Centuries ago, they defeated the Old Fiend and gained significant development. With three additional factions supporting them, coupled with Lin Xuan's fearsome reputation, it was clear that no other sect could match their power.

While not unstoppable, the Cloud Concealment Sect’s expansion was rapid.

With better spirit veins and more resources, the sect’s growth was imminent.

Meanwhile, regarding Lin Xuan’s avatar, he continued his relentless pursuit of the image pearl's whereabouts, heading to Qingmu City without pause.

Qingmu City would have been unknown to Lin Xuan if not for his leisurely interest in various ancient texts. As a cultivator, he had an excellent memory. Without this knowledge, it wouldn't have mattered much.

But since Lin Xuan happened to know the location, and at such a vast distance, it was insignificant for him.

Despite being inferior to the main body, the avatar’s speed still allowed instantaneous travel over thousands of miles.

Lin Xuan didn’t need to rush; after all, so much time had passed that a day or two difference wouldn't matter. So he didn't push himself to the limit. Nevertheless, just two days later, he arrived at a majestic city.

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