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第两千八百七十三章 千幻真人

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The mountain breeze blew, and the surroundings remained as silent as ever.

Lin Xuan frowned, his eyes narrowing slightly. He didn't think he had misjudged the situation.

Initially, Lin Xuan hadn’t sensed anything amiss, but over time, he could be certain that he was indeed trapped in an elaborate trap set by a powerful old monster.

However, for some reason, this adversary had been watching him without making any move. Nevertheless, Lin Xuan's unease grew with each passing moment. Delaying the confrontation would only bring more harm than good to himself.

Thus, he stopped and tried to probe the situation. The cunning old man, however, wasn't easily deterred, remaining silent as ever.

After a while, the surroundings remained unchanged.

"Alas!"

Lin Xuan sighed, his expression showing a hint of desolation: "Why must you insist on forcing me?"

Before his words were fully out, Lin Xuan moved swiftly. His body shifted forward, and he raised his right hand, sending a bright light flying from his sleeve.

With his left hand, Lin Xuan grabbed the light, raising it high above his head before striking downward with all his might.

Zzzz...

A sharp flash of light revealed that what he held in his palm was an ancient-looking spear.

As Lin Xuan moved, a surge of spiritual pressure rose into the air. Following this, a green glow emerged, breaking through the void and turning it into a small lake, its surface shattered by the green light.

The shape of the green light resembled a crescent moon, quickly reaching far away.

...

Puff...

A soft sound echoed in the air, despite there being nothing visible. It seemed as if something had been struck.

A yellowish-green spiritual glow rose, clashing with the green light for a moment before both were destroyed.

The surroundings became blurry. A mountain peak over a hundred feet ahead was instantly eroded into sand, and a small stream to his left vanished, replaced by a few trees.

"Surely this is an illusion!"

Seeing this, Lin Xuan's expression showed great satisfaction, confirming that his earlier hunch had been correct.

"A little brat, actually breaking through my Heaven and Earth Inversion technique."

A startled voice sounded. Lin Xuan turned to see an elderly man in a silk robe, with white hair and beard, his eyes showing the wear of age but his spirit vibrant.

Since he appeared, there was no intention to hide. A powerful spiritual pressure from the realm of tribulation spread out.

Fortunately, it was only at the early stage of tribulation, so Lin Xuan didn't know how to handle such a formidable opponent if this were the case.

The wedding of Immortal Dragon True Man was grand but not many were invited—only around one hundred people. The man before him, Lin Xuan could be sure he had never seen before.

Could it be that this guy used an illusion to mask his appearance?

"Since you've come looking for me, you're not here just for tea and chat. If you have the胆量 to plot against me, shouldn't you also have the胆量 to show your true form?" Lin Xuan said coldly, his tone dripping with sarcasm.

"What do you know, little brat?"

The elderly man in silk laughed: "I'm not afraid of you. In the Three Realms, only a few have seen my True Illusion Immortal face. You're still not worthy."

This old man had big words, but he wasn't just boasting. True Illusion Immortal was one of the most famous tribulation realm experts in the Spirit Realm, known for his illusion techniques. It was said that he could toy with enemies at will and die without realizing it. Since his rise to fame, many cultivators had perished under his hand, mostly as confused spirits.

Lin Xuan was only a spirit body existence, so he wasn't well-versed in the tribulation realm circles. He vaguely heard of True Illusion Immortal's reputation.

"Are you really determined to make trouble for me? Or do you think you're stronger than that Heavenly元 Saint by your side?" Lin Xuan said coldly.

...

Although the situation had reached this point, the hope of a peaceful resolution was very slim. But as long as there was any possibility, he would try his best. After all, the opponent was at the tribulation realm stage, and unless absolutely necessary, Lin Xuan didn't want to engage in battle with him.

"Hand over the True Dragon Spirit Blood, and perhaps I might spare you."

True Illusion Immortal didn’t waste time; he directly stated his purpose.

The True Dragon Spirit Blood had great utility for him. He originally planned to wait out a good price before exchanging it from that Monkey Venerable. But Lin Xuan had beaten him to the punch.

He was both angry and frustrated, but couldn't vent on the spot due to the many protectors present at such an event—Immortal Dragon True Man, Cold Moon Immortal, and the King of Qingqiu all were too formidable for him to provoke.

In the end, he chose to bide his time, waiting for a suitable opportunity to strike.

After leaving Penglai Immortal Island, he followed Lin Xuan closely, using his extraordinary illusions to ensnare him without his knowledge. He had no intention of acting immediately because this illusion technique wasn’t just about deception; it also harbored hidden dangers over time. If he could eliminate Lin Xuan silently and unnoticed, it would save him a lot of trouble.

Unfortunately, his plan didn't work out as well as intended. The saying "man's plans are often foiled by heaven" proved true. This young man was far more difficult to handle than expected, actually breaking through his illusion just when he needed it most, thus ruining his plot.

Frustrated!

True Illusion Immortal’s mood wasn't good, but hearing Lin Xuan mention Heavenly元 Saint, with a tone of implied threat, he couldn’t help but smile: "Little brat, acting arrogant after winning once. That Heavenly元 lost in a blur. Don't you think your strength is already on par with the tribulation realm? Hand over the True Dragon Spirit Blood if you know what's good for you. Heaven has mercy; I can still spare your life."

"Why not get it during the trade fair instead of trying to take something from me now, sir? Do you even know how to write the word 'shame'?"

The situation had reached a point where a peaceful resolution was impossible.

Lin Xuan sighed inwardly and stopped making futile efforts. His tone became increasingly unyielding.

Since it would be an either-or outcome anyway, he wouldn't lower his voice; the other party wouldn’t spare him even if he did.

As for handing over the True Dragon Spirit Blood, Lin Xuan never considered it in the first place. Besides its great utility to him, even if he handed it over, would the other party really let him go?

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