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第二百九十五章 雕像

The purple mist churned more violently, and within it, the rumble of thunderous sounds could be faintly heard. Lin Xuan focused his spirit energy on his eyes to enhance his vision, as his divine sense couldn't reach far. He decided to try out the power of the Spirit Eye Technique.

With the added mana, his vision improved significantly. Although he still couldn’t penetrate the purple mist, he could clearly see objects within a dozen feet around him.

After a moment, Lin Xuan's face showed signs of contemplation. Just then, a loud crackle of lightning echoed in his ears.

"Bad luck! Quick, take cover!"

A dazzling purple light flashed as a thick bolt of lightning condensed from the purple mist and struck down with force.

The first to be caught in this critical moment was Tian Xiaojian!

In this life-or-death situation, this disciple of the Extreme Demon Sovereign no longer hid his strength. A flicker of black light enveloped him, radiating terrifying煞气 (shà qì) in all directions.

With a slight tremor on his shoulder, a white light shot out from his sleeve and transformed into a shield made from human bones.

Amidst the surrounding ghostly mists, there was an inexplicable sense of unease.

Boom!

The lightning struck the bone shield, which shook violently but managed to hold firm.

Ye Qingcheng was both shocked and angry as he glared at Lord Liu's family head. This young man named Tian had such a mysterious cultivation method; it was clear that he was a cultivator of evil magic. How could Old Fox Liu Jinhao deceive me, claiming him as his nephew? When did the Liu family ally with evil cultivators?

But now wasn't the time for questioning.

The attack had just begun. With the mist swirling, countless bolts of lightning struck one after another.

"Young Master, what should we do?"

Ye Qingcheng approached Lin Xuan. The situation was urgent, and he forgot about hiding Lin Xuan's identity. Fortunately, the others were too busy dodging the lightning to notice this detail.

Lin Xuan didn't respond; the answer was clear: to escape, they needed to break this ancient禁制 (jìn zhì).

While simple in theory, it was extremely difficult to do. Among the myriad of cultivation arts, array techniques were particularly profound and vast. This one before them was an ancient secret technique, and Lin Xuan had no idea how to proceed.

Not just him, Tian Xiaojian, as a disciple of the Extreme Demon Sovereign, had seen much in his travels, but looking at the swirling purple mist, he was also dumbfounded.

Momoang spat out a blood light from his mouth, which merged into the mist.

Pfft! A large hole appeared in the purple mist.

Momoang's face lit up with joy. But before he could act further, nearby mists rapidly spread to fill the gap. Three bolts of purple lightning struck him like snakes.

A layer of black protective barrier enveloped Momoang as his eyes flashed with fierce light. However, under the astonishing power of the purple lightning, it quickly vanished in a puff of smoke.

"Ahh!"

A painful cry echoed. Fortunately, Momoang was from the demon race and had an incredibly resilient body. Despite being hit hard enough to emit black smoke all over, he still had half his life left.

The human cultivators present were shocked and no longer dared to recklessly attack. Since their exit was blocked by a sturdy protective barrier, they could only use their遁光 (dùn guāng) to dodge the lightning attacks in this spacious pit.

But now, the situation demanded significant消耗 of both mana and spirit. If they couldn't break the array, it would be just a matter of time before they perished.

It seemed that hiding their weakness was no longer an option.

Lin Xuan glanced at the four people around him. Although Liu Jinhao and Ye Qingcheng were cunning, they were merely family heads with limited cultivation techniques and treasures. With the snake demon's warning in mind, they were already struggling to avoid the purple lightning, let alone break the array.

Momoang, after a lesson, was clearly fearful of this ancient array. Despite his mysterious demonic abilities, he could only defend himself.

Tian Xiaojian stood out; as a direct disciple of the top demon cultivator, he possessed numerous treasures that dazzled the eye. Unfortunately, he too knew nothing about arrays and could only unleash all his techniques in a desperate attack.

The force of his strikes was enough to destroy a condensation core cultivator, but against this array, it seemed useless.

A gloomy expression crossed Lin Xuan's face. He decided to act on his own. After a moment’s thought, he interlocked his index and thumb fingers, rapidly changing hand seals.

The spirit energy in his body surged like boiling water.

Lin Xuan raised his head and released his divine sense.

Upon encountering the purple mist, it was blocked by something strange, but with a surge of spirit energy, he broke through this barrier.

Lin Xuan's heart leaped. He was using a secret technique from the Nine Heaven Profound Art.

This method could double his divine sense for a short time, though it would leave him exhausted afterward. But now, he couldn't afford to wait.

He had no idea about this ancient array, but at least understanding its nature was necessary before attempting to break it with brute force.

Several bolts of purple lightning struck, all blocked by the Nine Heaven Spirit Shield.

After a moment, Lin Xuan retracted his divine sense and raised his hand. Sizzling sounds echoed as several sword energy beams shot out, creating large holes in the purple mist.

Unlike the others' chaotic attacks, these holes caused the surrounding mist to churn even more, not closing them but retreating slightly.

Lin Xuan's face brightened; it seemed he had guessed correctly. Using his secret technique to enhance his divine sense, Lin Xuan broke through the barrier and saw seven dark objects hidden behind the purple mist. He didn't know what they were but suddenly thought: if he could break these...

Though uncertain, Lin Xuan decided to give it a try. The sword energy beams struck, and the purple mist indeed retreated significantly.

Lin Xuan rapidly fired more sword energy techniques, breaking through the barrier further.

The purple mist receded like a tide, with the intensity of the lightning halved. Lin Xuan continued his efforts for about an incense stick's time until the once full pit was reduced to just a few dozen feet in diameter.

The others stopped too. The two family heads didn't need to say anything, but even Momoang looked at Lin Xuan with surprise. This young man had shown no great strength earlier, yet he easily broke this ancient array. Could he be an array master?

Tian Xiaojian remained silent, his cold gaze sweeping over Lin Xuan twice.

But they couldn't do much; the powerful ancient array was finally broken. As the remaining purple mist was about to be eliminated by Lin Xuan's techniques, something unexpected happened...

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