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第两千七百七十一章 过街老鼠

Compared to them, Lin Xuan's expression was naturally much more calm.

He then turned his head to another side.

There, a pouch hung in the air, resembling an arm bracelet.

Of course, Lin Xuan grabbed it with one hand. There wasn't much left inside; naturally, they were items that didn't catch his eye.

As for the arm bracelet-like thing, it was the famous Spirit Beast Ring, which functioned similarly to a spirit beast bag but was said to make pets more comfortable when residing within.

Ordinary cultivators couldn't afford such an item. However, as a Transcendent, Tian Yuan was another matter entirely.

"Why not come out on your own? Are you really waiting for Lin Xuan to act?"

Lin Xuan looked at the small Spirit Beast Ring with a calm voice that still carried a hint of solemnity.

"Senior, spare my life! Please have mercy!"

Fearful voices echoed in his ears. Then, a flash of light appeared before him—a spirit beast resembling a wild boar, its face filled with terror. It never imagined that the incarnation of Lord Tian Yuan would be killed.

Even more so, its soul was subjected to a mind probing technique. Its fate now hung in the balance.

After all, it was the instigator of this matter.

Now he regretted his actions deeply.

"Spare my life?"

A mocking smile played at the corner of Lin Xuan's mouth as he had no intention of talking to such a small spirit beast. With a wave of his sleeve, a black beam transformed into sword energy and decapitated the creature in one stroke.

Lin Xuan sighed with relief. Even though Lord Tian Yuan remembered his essence energy type, it mattered little. This was insufficient to trace him down.

From start to finish, he had kept his identity hidden. In such a vast Nai Long Realm, that old monster could only sigh helplessly.

Setting aside this matter, the battle in Wending City left the old monster with a severe grudge against True Apex Sect. Could they escape their pursuit and continue surviving in the Nai Long Realm?

In other words, once things reached this point, his crisis was over. However, Lin Xuan did not linger here; his entire body enveloped in black light, he soon transformed into a streak of lightning that vanished on the horizon.

...

Lin Xuan's assessment was correct. Lord Tian Yuan was currently in a state of panic.

True Apex Sect was no small force even within the Three Realms. It wasn't as simple to offend and get away with it.

The key issue was his momentary madness, which led him to overstep his bounds. He had actually planned to kill True Apex Sect's Xuan Shu Senior here.

But...

Things were not as easy as he imagined.

Xuan Shu had indeed just advanced in cultivation; her strength and abilities were slightly inferior to his.

But she was a Transcendent, which meant it wasn't something that could be accomplished by simply killing.

In the end, he only managed to cut off one of her arms.

The grudge...

His goal was unfulfilled, but the enmity could never be resolved.

Lord Tian Yuan knew he had caused a major disaster and, seeing no way to detain his opponent, fled for his life.

All he hoped now was that his incarnation could capture that hateful youth, extract his soul, and obtain the true essence blood.

Then, the consequences of his actions could still be mitigated; otherwise...

It wouldn't just be losing a wife and soldiers in one battle.

Sure enough, not long after, news spread through the cultivation world: True Apex Sect had issued an absolute kill order with substantial rewards.

Of course, pursuing a Transcendent was already shocking. But True Apex Sect didn't expect anyone to capture him; they only needed accurate leads for the reward.

As for the actual attack, it would be left to that old monster of Tian Ji. As a mid-stage Transcendent, his strength far surpassed Lord Tian Yuan's.

Thus, the once revered Lord Tian Yuan was now like a rat in the market—alone and vulnerable. True Apex Sect had vast power and many friends and acquaintances, making their combined forces incomparable to his.

Lord Tian Yuan dared not venture into crowded areas for fear of revealing his whereabouts. After all, no matter how formidable he was, he couldn't kill every cultivator who had seen him. His current predicament was self-inflicted.

His only hope was his external incarnation, hoping it could bring back the urgently needed treasures.

Perhaps he had traveled too far; he lost contact with his incarnation. But that didn't matter. As long as they achieved their goal, there would always be a way for them to reunite.

For millions of years, Lord Tian Yuan had never experienced such anxiety. Every day was filled with anticipation...

But no news came back.

How could it be? He knew the strength of his incarnation well; a mere fraction of a spirit period existence should have been easily captured.

Why hadn't he succeeded after so long?

Could he have lost the trail?

That was impossible.

Back then, they were only a hundred miles apart. His incarnation had mastered the secret technique of tracking over ten thousand feet in one line. There was no way he could lose track.

A mid-stage Transcendent should remain calm even when Mount Tai crumbles before them, but at this moment, his heart felt like being clawed by a cat—upset and anxious...

And to make matters worse, he had carelessly ignited the essence fire earlier, although it hadn't dropped him to a lower realm. His vital energy was severely depleted.

Now, these hidden issues were manifesting, tormenting Lord Tian Yuan to no end.

...

This was a vast desert with endless horizons stretching for tens of thousands of miles without any signs of life.

In the depths of a barren mountain, a makeshift cave had been carved out. A tall figure, wearing tattered clothes, sat in meditation.

His face was pale and gray, his clothes stained with blood and mud, torn in many places. His hat was askew on one side. This appearance was not far from that of a beggar by the roadside.

However, looking at this person's features, they were unmistakably Lord Tian Yuan.

Indeed, it was Lord Tian Yuan.

No one would have believed such an immensely powerful existence could end up in such a state if not for seeing it with their own eyes.

It was all because of that battle in Wending City.

After the absolute kill order from True Apex Sect, he faced countless troubles and hardships.

Not long ago, he had encountered a team of fraction spirit period cultivators from the sect.

In normal circumstances, a fraction spirit period existence wouldn't be worth mentioning; he could easily wipe them out with a flick of his hand. However, in Wending City, he severely injured Xuan Shu and even cut off one of her arms. But he wasn't unscathed either; a top elder from a prominent sect, even if newly advanced, was not weak.

That battle had indeed been as described—kill one thousand, lose eight hundred.

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