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第两千七百七十二章 被封印的真仙

The injuries were already severe. Igniting the primordial fire had only exacerbated his loss of essence energy, and now he faced several Spirit Divination cultivators. The once invincible Heavenly Essence Marquis was no longer unbeatable.

The other cultivators had targeted his weaknesses, daring to make their move.

After a fierce battle, the Heavenly Essence Marquis, exerting all his strength, finally managed to kill off the few who dared to provoke him.

A Great Tribulation Realm powerhouse could not be easily humiliated. As they say: Even a dead camel is bigger than a horse.

But he had paid a heavy price for this victory. Physically, he hadn't suffered any major injuries, but his latent issues flared up, causing his essence energy to surge wildly through his meridians. This sudden action only made the situation worse; it was fortunate that he didn’t immediately fall into a demonic transformation.

He staggered out of the desolate wilderness, his body battered and bruised. The Heavenly Essence Marquis had fallen so low that he looked like a beggar. However, he sat down in meditation, determined to regain his composure.

"Longevity is still within reach," he thought, "I must find a way to survive my next Great Tribulation!"

He muttered to himself, "There must be a way to overcome the next Great Tribulation!" Just then, an old and seductive voice echoed in his mind.

"You really want to survive your next Great Tribulation?" The voice continued, tempting him with its words.

"Who are you? Who is talking to me?"

The Heavenly Essence Marquis was taken aback. Despite being a Great Tribulation cultivator, he remained alert, not completely losing his composure in the face of such an unexpected situation.

"It's a friend who can help you," the voice said again, as if it could ease his vigilance.

"Friend? I have no friends. And I certainly don't need your help."

The Heavenly Essence Marquis was angry and suspicious. He had fallen so low that even small animals were now preying on him. But this voice seemed to come from nowhere, and he couldn’t pinpoint its source.

"You don't have to reject my offer immediately," the voice said. "Meeting me is a stroke of luck for you. With my help, your next Great Tribulation will be nothing. Advancing to late-stage Great Tribulation and achieving immortality are just small steps. I can sense your inner turmoil and endless resentment. Give them to me, and I'll return your boundless strength. You’ll dominate the Three Realms, and all those who frustrate you will vanish."

The Heavenly Essence Marquis was skeptical but curious. "Who are you? If you’re so powerful, why don’t you show yourself?"

"Ha! If I could appear, I wouldn't waste my time talking to a junior cultivator like you," the voice said with frustration. "I'm trapped here by someone who is not to be underestimated."

"Hmph, if you're that powerful, how can you be locked up?" The Heavenly Essence Marquis's tone was suspicious.

"Anything is possible. That wretched woman who imprisoned me wasn't easy to deal with," the voice sighed and then calmed down. "You must have heard of her name: King Asura."

"What? Asura?"

The Heavenly Essence Marquis was shocked. He had never heard of this name before.

King Asura, a figure from ancient times comparable to True Immortals, once led his ghost army to slaughter the Spirit Realm, and even three Great Demons and three Loose Cultivators were defeated by him.

At late-stage Great Tribulation, he could still be formidable, but King Asura's realm was beyond imagination. This guy claimed to be an enemy of King Asura.

The tone suggested that he had narrowly lost to the king in a battle.

But this was already extraordinary. Not everyone could claim to have been an enemy of King Asura. If what he said was true, how powerful must he have been?

The Heavenly Essence Marquis's expression turned intense. Such a meeting was truly a stroke of divine luck.

"Who are you?" His tone now carried respect.

Normally, the Heavenly Essence Marquis might have been cautious and skeptical about such claims, but now, with his situation dire, it felt like grasping at straws.

"I am… an old friend," the voice said with沧桑之色. "You're a Great Tribulation cultivator; you may not know the truth of ancient times, but you should have heard that King Asura's enemy was who."

"What? You are a True Immortal?"

The Heavenly Essence Marquis was stunned. He had expected many things, but this was beyond his imagination.

He knew little about ancient secrets, but as a Great Tribulation cultivator, he couldn’t be ignorant of such rumors…

Millions of years ago, King Asura led his ghost army to slaughter the Spirit Realm, and even humans and demons could not withstand him. Three Great Demons and three Loose Cultivators were all defeated by him.

The Spirit Realm seemed doomed until three True Immortals arrived. But King Asura, a daughter of the heavens, didn’t bow to them either. In the final battle at the North Pole Essence Light Palace, two True Immortals died, and one was severely injured.

This guy claimed he was one of those three True Immortals. This answer left the Heavenly Essence Marquis in disbelief.

"Impossible! After that battle, King Asura disappeared without a trace. He’s said to have fallen. How could you be sealed here?"

The Heavenly Essence Marquis retreated, his voice filled with disbelief as he spoke.

Meanwhile, Lin Xuan was unaware of this conversation. After successfully killing the Heavenly Essence Marquis's soul fragment, he turned into a streak of light and fled.

He had also eliminated that annoying spirit beast, making it highly unlikely for the old monster to find him again.

However, despite his intentions, Lin Xuan didn’t immediately return to his sect.

Better safe than sorry. He continued flying aimlessly, changing directions frequently to make his movements unpredictable.

A month passed, but he saw no sign of the old monster.

Lin Xuan breathed a sigh of relief; it seemed his speculation was correct. After so long, if the old monster hadn’t come looking for him, it meant he couldn't track Lin Xuan anymore.

In other words, there was no need to worry about this matter any longer. The process had been tense but without lasting consequences.

Lin Xuan felt relieved and continued wandering outside. Even though he knew the Heavenly Essence Marquis couldn’t find him, he decided to stay out for another two years as a precaution.

After all, "Better safe than sorry."

Moreover, since it was just an avatar that came out, his true form was still refining treasures in his cave. The avatar's travels wouldn't waste time.

A few years might seem long to humans but were merely a blink of an eye for cultivators.

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