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Since he had made his decision, Lin Xuan's actions were swift. With his extensive experience in combat, there was no need to overthink how to respond.

Lin Xuan did not dodge or summon any defensive treasures. His movements were equally simple; with a raised right hand, he swept forward without any hint of fiery intent.

"Idiot!"

The old monsters at the scene couldn't help but curse inwardly as they watched this spectacle. Was Lin Xuan really smart or just foolish? This move was overly presumptuous.

Indeed, he failed to discern his opponent's intentions and thought that Tiantian's punch was merely a probe.

Even if it was a probe, it was still a strike from the Saint Ancestor of the Transcendence Period. It shouldn't have been so casually met.

This action could be said to completely fall into his opponent's trap.

They seemed to see Lin Xuan's next moment as a惨叫 and spitting blood, even being struck by that thread of rule power until his soul was annihilated.

Although they envied him and hoped he would suffer, such a clean defeat was not what the old monsters at the Transcendence Period wished to witness.

Regardless of their views, as cultivators in the Spirit Realm, they still hoped Lin Xuan could severely injure Tiantian, resulting in mutual destruction.

Unfortunately, it seemed this was just wishful thinking. This young man had shown such a high profile during the wedding banquet but lacked any outstanding abilities.

A Spirit Formation Period cultivator might have fallen short as well, but his response to that strike would likely have been better.

Almost everyone's eyes were filled with disdain. At this moment, Lin Xuan seemed no different from a dead body in their eyes.

Of course, not everyone thought this way. With so many great powers gathered here, some did notice the subtleties of Lin Xuan's move.

The Great Serpent Ice Soul, Nailed Dragon True Person, and others didn't need to say much. Even Qianqian Fairy, with a faint smile on her lips, saw something remarkable in Lin Xuan's action.

Lin Xuan's sweep was devoid of any fiery intent, but as he moved, a silver sword thread appeared.

Though thin, it distorted the space wherever it passed and cut forward.

Turning a sword into a thread wasn't unusual. However, this strike by Lin Xuan clearly differed from ordinary transformations.

Qianqian Fairy and other great powers who saw the subtleties were fine, but even the Great Serpent Ice Soul, Nailed Dragon True Person, and others like the Sovereign of Qingqiu felt somewhat familiar.

It was more of a vague familiarity. The abilities they remembered using this move were different, but there was some similarity.

How could it be...

Before these thoughts fully formed, the silver sword thread collided with his opponent's fist wind.

Silent and unseen!

But in the next moment, the sky suddenly darkened.

Gale winds surged as the space where the sword thread met the fist wind began to distort and collapse.

The power was astonishing. But soon, the outcome was clear.

The fist wind was cut apart by the sword thread.

This seemed impossible, but it wasn't something to marvel at.

While rule power was formidable, it didn't mean that an attack containing the laws of nature would be invincible. Tiantian's Saint Ancestor was only in his early stages and couldn't compare to百花仙子 in terms of rule power; they were not on the same level.

Moreover, since he aimed for a sneak attack, the concealed rule power had some diminished effect on its potency.

After observing the battle between 百花仙子 and Jinyue True Toad, Lin Xuan gained some insights into the wondrous transformation of sword threads. With his mastery of Sword Spirit's virtual form, this enhancement further bolstered the power of transforming a sword into a thread.

However, that wasn't the main point.

Over the past two thousand years, not only had Lin Xuan increased in strength, but Nine Palaces Momentary Sword had also fully aligned its attributes. After merging with Phoenix True Blood, its power had become inconceivable.

With his enhanced abilities and superior treasures, combining these factors made it normal for him to cut through some of the laws of nature with a sword thread.

Revenge is a dish best served cold.

Tiantian was undoubtedly a master strategist, but Lin Xuan's combat experience was unparalleled among peers. Regardless, this move was both a test of intellect and strength.

In the end, Lin Xuan emerged victorious.

Initially, Tiantian had been confident in his victory with that punch. Seeing the sword thread cut through his fist wind, he almost couldn't believe his eyes.

Wasn't he right? Could this young man really be a Spirit Formation cultivator without using any treasures to counter his rule power?

All shock and disbelief.

But at this moment, contemplating this was meaningless.

The sword thread moved incredibly fast, like lightning. It had already reached the side of his body; there was no way to dodge, let alone summon defensive treasures.

Sizzle...

Blood splattered!

Tiantian's body from head to toe was split in half by that sword thread.

How could this be possible?

While those who noticed Lin Xuan's move didn't need to mention it, the other cultivators were all stunned. This reversal of fortune was too bizarre.

They had no time to prepare; whoever won or lost, everything had been completely reversed.

It couldn't be true. Tiantian was a genuine Ancient Demon Saint Ancestor, yet this young man had killed him with one strike.

They felt an immense shock.

But the matter wasn't over.

Thud!

A muffled sound echoed as Tiantian's split body exploded. Spirit light flickered, black blood threads emerged and scattered in all directions.

Soon, they gathered a few hundred feet away from the center.

Instantly, the Saint Ancestor of Tiantian reappeared intact!

His body showed no wounds, but his complexion was noticeably paler compared to before.

This wasn't surprising. While some demonic powers could turn one into nearly immortal demon form, it didn't mean that they couldn't be killed. Like using a substitute for Transcendence, each time he used this method to escape, the cost in terms of magical power, true essence, and vitality was enormous.

Lin Xuan had clearly witnessed such bizarre demonic powers before, so his face showed only regret without any shock.

Tiantian was at least a Saint Ancestor. If it could be easily eliminated, Lin Xuan would have doubted himself.

Regardless, that strike achieved its intended effect. Although Tiantian escaped with his life, both his confidence and energy had weakened significantly.

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