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第两千八百八十章 四面楚歌

This was the benefit of having ample resources. Lin Xuan could casually consume purified ten-thousand-year-old spirit herbs, otherwise, even if his magical power far exceeded that of his peers, it would not be enough to sustain such intense combat.

Lin Xuan could replenish his magical power at any time, while Qianhuan True Immortal could only envy from afar.

The dangers he faced were far more than just this.

As Lin Xuan slashed with a sword, the true spirit puppet also moved. A head as large as a mountain poked out from the clouds above its head. Its appearance was extremely similar to that of a true dragon according to legends.

This puppet was originally made based on the prototype of a true dragon; however, the strongest true spirits were not easily mimicked. The final product's strength was vastly different from the original.

But in terms of appearance, it was indeed incredibly lifelike.

Roar!

The deafening roar entered Lin Xuan’s ears as the giant dragon head opened its blood-filled maw. Following that, a series of light beams shot out from its mouth.

Each beam was no thicker than an arm but there were so many of them that they seemed endless. Describing it with raindrops falling would be accurate; and this dense rain was akin to the fierce wind and heavy rain in legends.

Puff puff puff…

The light beams continuously struck the blood mist, causing the red light curtain to shake violently. It could almost be said to be about to fall apart.

The true spirit puppet’s strength was comparable to cultivators who had passed through tribulation. With spiritual stones as power sources, its combat effectiveness in a short period of time might even surpass that of an early-stage existence by one level.

Qianhuan Old Demon now found it hard to express his distress.

Facing such attacks, enduring them was incredibly foolish, but escaping would be no easy feat either. For the moment, he had no good ideas and could only grit his teeth and endure.

Just dealing with the true spirit puppet’s attacks alone made him extremely exhausted. On the other side, the light balls formed by the Four Elemental Illusions also rushed over.

The power of this attack was already formidable, but now it seemed to be the final straw for the old demon.

Boom!

The dark red light curtain finally shattered, and Lin Xuan was elated. He not only injected more magical power into the Devouring Spirit Sword but also activated the Illusory Heavenly Fire and Ten Thousand Souls Banner together.

This was a good opportunity to eliminate his opponent in one fell swoop. Lin Xuan wanted to accomplish everything at once.

Whether he could or not, Lin Xuan didn’t know, but trying always couldn’t be wrong. Even if the worst outcome was that he failed, it wouldn’t be for nothing. If he couldn’t completely destroy the old demon, he would still inflict some injuries on him.

With this thought in mind, Lin Xuan employed all his techniques. Considering his situation, he didn’t need to worry about magical power shortages.

Lightning spread everywhere as the space seemed to shatter. Lin Xuan used his full strength, transforming into his true form and using different moves. Combined with the true spirit puppet, the power was beyond boundless. The space here couldn’t bear it.

Rumble…

The continuous explosions lasted for a long time; exactly how long was hard to say, but at least a tea cup’s worth of time had passed.

Lin Xuan showed no disregard for the tribulation period cultivators. He didn’t think about conserving magical power at all.

His attack was unrestrained and wild.

"Huff huff."

After the attack ended, Lin Xuan himself panted heavily. Although his magical power hadn’t run out, it had significantly depleted.

He quickly drank some purified spirit herbs; under these circumstances, he couldn’t afford to be careless. Then, Lin Xuan narrowed his eyes and looked ahead.

The smoke hadn’t cleared yet, but for Lin Xuan, there was no hindrance at all. Everything in front of him was revealed by the Heavenly Phoenix Divine Eye.

What met his eyes made Lin Xuan’s heart leap with joy. Although he couldn’t completely destroy the old demon, his injuries were far more severe than expected. One hand and one leg had vanished, leaving only half a body. He could say that it was pitiful beyond words.

Lin Xuan stopped attacking. However, the jade net bee, which had just temporarily avoided the attack, now fiercely attacked with great momentum.

The old demon had already tasted the bitterness of time poison once. Even at his peak, he wouldn’t dare to be careless about this divine technique. Let alone in such a severely injured state.

His situation was dire, but as a tribulation period cultivator, he naturally wouldn’t sit and wait for death. He still struggled with his treasures to resist the jade net bee’s attacks.

The shape of the treasure was peculiar; it looked like an alchemy furnace from which black threads continuously shot out, like fine rain, targeting the jade net bees.

Although they couldn’t truly block them, these threads somewhat obstructed their path. His face was full of resentment and hatred—stealing chickens hadn’t gone well, and he never dreamed that fighting Lin Xuan would end up in such a humiliating situation.

The hope of victory had become faint now. He had already shown signs of retreat in his eyes.

However, it wasn’t as simple to leave.

Lin Xuan’s combat experience was rich; letting the old demon go free would be foolishness he wouldn’t commit.

With a wave of his sleeve, an ancient-looking spear flew out. Lin Xuan grabbed it and fiercely slashed forward.

Sizzle…

As he moved, a crescent-shaped light blade appeared and shot towards the old demon. At the same time, his transformed hands danced like butterflies, and the Ten Thousand Souls Banner underwent new changes and actions.

The one hundred and eight skull heads closed in on each other, exuding corpse energy until they vanished without a trace. In their place, three tall and imposing mummified corpses appeared.

One of them had a hunched back, holding a spear with gray-white pupils, radiating a robust aura.

The other used heavy weaponry; both hands tightly gripping an enormous axe. Unlike ordinary zombies, his body was covered in tightly coiled muscles, clearly indicating immense strength.

However, the most terrifying were still these three mummified corpses. Their skin had turned slightly silver, with some runes-like patterns visible. They didn’t hold any weapons but each wrist was bound by thick chains, producing a tugging sound that echoed from them.

They were the ones exuding the heaviest corpse energy.

The three mummified corpses revealed their fangs and let out piercing roars, forming a "品" shape to surround Qianhuan True Immortal.

This wasn’t over yet. The phoenix-like form of the Nine Palaces Musty Sword also arrived here with the sound of phoenix calls. The power of the True Spirit Sword Technique was formidable; several of the old demon’s treasures were finally destroyed, including one that was his own life-bound treasure. A mouthful of blood gushed out as he was emotionally affected.

As they say, misfortunes never come singly. Despair appeared in Qianhuan Old Demon's eyes.

"Little Lin, leave a line for everything so we can meet again later. If you stop now, I’ll owe you one."

PS: Sweat. I have to go out for the New Year dinner soon and will write the next chapter after coming back. Please vote for recommendation tickets; it’s been busy during the holiday.

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