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第两千八百五十九章 九宫须臾剑的威力

With such a magnificent sword energy, using the Art of Transforming Swords into Threads technique to compress it down to just an inch or so, as its size decreased, its power gradually increased.

Even for Lin Xuan himself, if he wasn't careful, being hit by this sword beam could result in his demise.

Damn!

Tianyuan widened his eyes and raised his head high. A deafening roar emerged from his throat as his hands moved rapidly. The magical energy around him surged violently, converging towards the center. An oblong shield appeared before his vision.

Although this shield was formed by magical energy, it seemed to have实体, with faint magical patterns emerging on its surface. Its defensive capabilities were formidable indeed.

The entire process happened quickly, seeming complicated but taking only an instant to complete.

Almost as soon as the shield took shape, the sword beam struck it.

Silent and invisible!

Just like a gentle breeze, but in the next moment, where the shield and sword beam collided, the space seemed to distort.

Sizzle...

Silver light surged, intertwining with the dark magical energy. However, they didn't hold each other off; instead, the magical energy was devoured by the silver light as if it were ice thrown into a fire.

The shield met the same fate. This seemingly extraordinary treasure couldn’t withstand the power of Nine Palaces Momentary Sword for even a breath before disintegrating completely.

The sword beam continued its assault, still aiming at Tianyuan's head.

If hit here, even a Saint Ancestor like Tianyuan would likely lose his head.

In their battle, Lin Xuan was clearly on top. If someone didn't know the situation, they might think that Tianyuan was the distracted mind and Lin Xuan was going through the tribulation.

To be honest, this fight seemed more like a challenge across levels than anything else.

Lin Xuan's strength was beyond imagination.

Everyone was at a loss for words, but Tianyuan, the Saint Ancestor, was furious to an unimaginable degree.

How could he, a Saint Ancestor of the Tribulation Stage, not be able to defeat even a Mind Divided stage existence?

After all, it was his true form that had attacked, not some inferior avatar.

If he lost this battle, even if the Treasure Snake and Ice Soul Lord didn't punish him, he would have no face returning to the Ancient Devil Realm. He would become a laughingstock among the three realms!

Damn.

How could he lose here?

Tianyuan roared loudly, his pupils dilated as he stretched out his hand and struck his chest hard.

Puff…

A mouthful of dark black blood spewed from his mouth.

Then, with both hands, he grabbed the blood and rubbed it gently. A loud cracking sound echoed as a miraculous scene unfolded.

A flash of magical light appeared, and the blood vanished. In its place were two strange black energy blades floating in his palms.

These energy blades had an unusual shape, measuring no more than a foot long, gradually thickening from sharp to blunt. They resembled bull horns, exuding a heart-stirring ferocity.

Lin Xuan's pupils constricted. A treasure made from refined essence usually had formidable power. How would these two strange energy blades fare?

Before he could think further, Tianyuan held the energy blades tightly and slashed them forward with great solemnity.

Sizzle…

The energy blade met the sword beam, producing a sound so sharp it hurt the ears. Space distorted, and the colors of the sky flickered between bright and dim.

The entire process didn't last more than a few breaths.

Soon, the sky cleared again, the sword beam disappeared, and the energy blades dimmed significantly. Clearly, Tianyuan had gained the upper hand in this exchange.

However, even with the slight advantage, Lin Xuan's casual strike was nothing compared to Tianyuan’s refined essence treasure. In the end, Tianyuan still bore the brunt of the loss.

But that was just how outsiders saw it. Lin Xuan knew clearly that his sword technique had been a secret imitation of Fairy Hundred Flowers' secret art. It wasn't a casual strike; in some ways, it was akin to one of his hidden treasures.

In this battle with Tianyuan, both fought effortlessly without probing each other's strength. They immediately used their most powerful secrets to attack from the start.

After two rounds, Lin Xuan clearly had the upper hand.

When he faced Tougao during his mid-Mind Divided stage, it was a struggle, but now facing Tianyuan, a Tribulation Stage Saint Ancestor, Lin Xuan finally confirmed that with his far superior strength and powerful treasures, he could stand toe-to-toe with an old monster of the Tribulation Stage.

While Lin Xuan's refined essence was undoubtedly crucial, Nine Palaces Momentary Sword played an indispensable role. This one-of-a-kind treasure, combining nine attributes, had powers beyond imagination.

Otherwise, using a regular treasure, his attack would have been half as effective.

Lin Xuan’s thoughts raced as Tianyuan finally revealed his true form.

Or rather, he transformed into a monster.

Even with Lin Xuan's broad experience, he couldn't help but gasp in shock.

Standing over three丈tall, his body was incredibly robust, covered from head to toe in pitch-black scales. He had a pair of goat-like horns on his head, black and glossy. His tail was thick and long, about three丈in length, resembling a whip. At the end of it were four sharp, black spines measuring over a foot.

These spines were incredibly sharp, exuding an eerie fragrance. They could secrete poison that would kill anyone who broke their skin with even a slight scratch.

Moreover, on his back, he had numerous blood-red bone spines, varying in length and number, totaling more than a thousand. Clearly, these were also formidable weapons.

This was the true form of Tianyuan?

Lin Xuan's pupils constricted.

With Tianyuan revealing his true form, his aura had increased by at least half compared to before. The pressure emanating from his body alone was enough to make anyone gasp. A Mind Divided stage cultivator would definitely be unable to withstand it.

Even Lin Xuan looked somewhat uncomfortable as he said, "Little guy, that's enough."

Tianyuan’s hoarse voice echoed in the air, filled with malice. He crouched down slightly and then unleashed a terrifying sword beam from his back. The blood-red bone spines shot towards Lin Xuan.

And Tianyuan’s attack didn’t stop there. With a flick of his tail, it suddenly elongated and crossed over a hundred feet in an instant, aiming for Lin Xuan's chest.

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