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第两千八百六十章 猛烈的攻击

The opponent's attack this time did not invoke the laws of heaven and earth, but was swift and decisive. The power and momentum were both formidable, making it almost impossible to guard against.

Lin Xuan had long been on high alert. As he saw the approaching attack, his figure flashed to the left in an instant. His body seemingly vanished from its original spot.

Nine Heaven Microsteps!

At Lin Xuan's level of cultivation, even a secret technique remained powerful beyond measure.

With just one step, he had already entered the void.

The Heavenly Primordial Ancestor was taken aback; Lin Xuan’s method of应对 left him somewhat unprepared.

However, soon his astonishment turned into a fierce expression.

"Idiot!"

He muttered under his breath as he bulged his cheeks and spat out black sound waves in front of him.

"Pop..."

A sharp sound echoed through the sky, followed by a black wave appearing before Lin Xuan’s eyes. The calm space seemed to ripple like a lake stirred by wind, with concentric circles expanding outward. Lin Xuan's figure reappeared.

This guy managed to break my Nine Heaven Microsteps!

Lin Xuan's expression was naturally not pleasant.

While the black sound waves were one thing, what mattered more was that the blood-red bone spines and scorpion-like tail had already pierced his body.

They were practically within arm’s reach.

However, since Lin Xuan entered the immortal path, he had experienced countless battles, making him adept at handling unexpected situations.

He raised his hand, and a flat-shaped treasure appeared a few feet in front of him. It was as black as ink, resembling an inkstone.

At first glance, it seemed unremarkable. However, upon closer inspection, its ancient design and intricate carvings were astonishingly complex.

True Spirit Inkstone of the Azure Dragon!

This divine artifact came from Snowflake Ancestor. Although not a primordial object, among postnatal treasures, it was unparalleled in quality.

Lin Xuan silently activated the Treasure Formula, raising his right hand to point forward.

The inkstone emitted a flash of light and began spinning rapidly.

Its diameter expanded to several feet, covering Lin Xuan’s body. This wasn't all; black mist poured out from its surface, spreading around it. A scent of ink filled the air.

The mist coalesced into a dense screen with numerous large talisman inscriptions appearing on its surface. Soon, an exceptionally thick black light curtain materialized before him.

Thus, Lin Xuan used one treasure to set up two layers of defense.

Simultaneously, he spared no effort in his magical power, taking deep breaths and raising his right hand, pressing it against the True Spirit Inkstone of the Azure Dragon. His magical energy surged like a flood, filling the entire artifact.

The opponent was a veteran at the Transcendence stage; these two attacks were formidable. Lin Xuan could not afford to be careless.

The process seemed complex but took only an instant to complete.

In the next moment,

like raindrops hitting banana leaves, the blood-red bone spines pierced through the light curtain. Bloodlight and black mist intertwined fiercely. The seemingly thick light curtain barely held for a breath before being broken.

"Bad luck!"

Lin Xuan was genuinely alarmed this time.

The power of these bone spines far exceeded his expectations. Based on their strength, even the True Spirit Inkstone of the Azure Dragon might not withstand them.

However, it was too late to change tactics now.

Lin Xuan’s hands moved swiftly as he cast a spell. He bulged his cheeks and spat out a blood mist.

"Spit!"

The blood mist contained Lin Xuan's primordial true essence. This increased the power of the True Spirit Inkstone significantly.

With a bang, the bloodlight intensified. The bone spines were blocked this time, but the tail appeared mysteriously, far more powerful than the bone spines.

The True Spirit Inkstone was pierced and viciously thrust towards Lin Xuan’s throat.

If hit here, even if he didn’t perish, his body would be rendered useless.

"Where do you think you can hide?"

A triumphant expression spread across the Heavenly Primordial Ancestor's face.

However, soon his smile froze as he saw that there was no place to escape.

Lin Xuan did not show much panic.

He simply extended his hand and, with a swift motion, silver light flashed. Lin Xuan quickly summoned another defensive treasure.

"Bang!"

The impact echoed in the air. This time, the Heavenly Primordial Ancestor’s attack was blocked not because of the defensive power of the silver light treasure but because the tail had weakened after breaking through one layer of protection and was easily deflected.

"Huff."

Lin Xuan exhaled with relief. However, suddenly, something unexpected happened.

This strike did not work; a fierce expression flashed across the Heavenly Primordial Ancestor's face as his body stretched like a python, covering over a hundred feet in an instant to stand before Lin Xuan. His fists grew ten times larger and descended heavily on Lin Xuan’s head.

"Bang!"

The silver light curtain trembled violently, its magical energy dissipating to reveal dozens of flying swords densely arranged.

Due to the large number, they could form a shield-like formation for protection.

"You little guy, are you out of tricks?"

The Heavenly Primordial Ancestor's eyes glinted with ferocity as he swung his fists like whirlwinds, pounding on Lin Xuan’s sword surface one after another.

Sss...

A crack appeared and quickly spread like spider webs across the swords.

Seeing this, the Heavenly Primordial Ancestor was overjoyed. Such a rare opportunity; how could he miss it? If he destroyed the opponent's primordial treasure, this guy would be as harmless as a toothless tiger, and his own body would suffer severe injuries due to mental strain.

This Lin boy proved more troublesome than expected, but fortunately, he finally showed a weakness.

The Heavenly Primordial Ancestor swung his fists like a whirlwind, each punch heavier than the last.

Cracks multiplied; after several breaths…

With a bang and a shower of sparks, all nine flying swords shattered into fragments.

Lin Xuan had already moved to another spot but still spat out blood. The Heavenly Primordial Ancestor saw this with clear eyes, his face filled with狂喜. Seeing the opponent weakened, he did not hold back, rushing forward like a whirlwind.

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