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第两千八百九十二章 渡劫期鬼圣

The outcome was not in doubt.

Lin Xuan had initially shown some interest in them, but as time passed, he became increasingly impatient.

After all, the saying goes: "Seeing is believing." However, this time around, Lin Xuan's impression of them was quite different. Perhaps it wasn't entirely fair to say that the Yin-Yang Demon Corpse was a mere pretender, but with his current strength, even those at the Spirit Dividing realm were no longer a threat or source of trouble.

With this clear in his mind, Lin Xuan had no intention of wasting any more time here. He stopped holding back and swiftly eliminated the two demons, as he still had important matters to attend to.

However, this encounter made Lin Xuan slightly more cautious. The Yin-Yang Demon Corpse might not be formidable, but the one pulling its strings was likely a much tougher opponent.

The plot to obtain the Cloud Forging Technique would undoubtedly prove far more challenging than anticipated. There might indeed be some unforeseen obstacles along the way. But what if? Abandoning such a task halfway wasn't in his character. He had even single-handedly faced a realm-transcending existence, and he believed that in this world, few could pose a real threat to him.

Of course, it was always better to be cautious.

Lin Xuan formed the hand seals, gradually weakening his aura until his figure became almost transparent.

Having used the technique of concealing one's presence, his speed would naturally be affected. But Lin Xuan didn't care; he floated lightly towards the destination.

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Meanwhile, about ten million li away, a towering mountain pierced the clouds. The peculiar shape of this mountain made it resemble a scorpion with its claws outstretched and fangs bared.

The origin of the name "Scorpion Mountain" was undoubtedly related to its appearance.

Atop the mountain, trees and plants grew in abundance, except for an open area several miles wide in the center. The air there was thick with Yin energy, making it stand out starkly against the otherwise bright sky.

Even though it was noon, the presence of those patches of Yin energy made the entire sky seem dim. Even the sun's light felt less warm.

Yin Officials and Ghost Beings!

If any cultivators were present, they would easily recognize the owner of that gray mist.

While the ghost path was indeed filled with a pervasive aura of Yin energy, it still differed significantly from pure demonic or beastly ghosts.

And apart from the Yin Official underworld, only in the lost realms could one see such pure demonic and beastly ghosts. In the eyes of ordinary cultivators, these creatures were even more mysterious than ancient demons. Their powers were known for their eerie nature.

The oppressive presence emitted by those patches of Yin energy wasn't weak, but the most striking was the figure at the forefront.

Although his form was completely obscured by the gray mist and only a faint aura could be felt, Lin Xuan would have recognized him instantly if he had been there. This was an old monster at the realm-transcending stage.

Indeed, it was the realm-transcending stage.

Yin Officials, capable of standing toe-to-toe with experts from the Spirit Realm and Demon Realm, naturally included other powerful ghosts at this stage besides the Six Kings of Yin.

They were called Ghost Sages, their titles be damned. At the realm-transcending stage, such old monsters were rare enough that they could be considered as elusive as a divine dragon. Their appearance on Scorpion Mountain was not due to mere coincidence but for some specific purpose.

Suddenly, the Ghost Sage opened his eyes.

Although the entire area was shrouded in Yin energy and his expression was unclear, a glint of sharpness flashed in his eyes, and a surge of anger erupted from them.

"Lord, what happened?"

From the left lower side, a soft voice entered his ears. If he hadn't been mistaken, it belonged to a woman.

"The Lord's Yin-Yang Demon Corpse has fallen," came several low growls from within the black mist, filled with sorrow and anger.

"What?!"

The other ghost beings present were visibly shocked. As trusted attendants of their lord, they knew the strength of the Yin-Yang Demon Corpse; even if they had faced him alone, they would have been hard-pressed to defeat him.

"Could it be that fellow has received word?" The woman's voice carried a hint of doubt.

"Hmph, I don't know. According to reason, Old Demon Jia and the others shouldn't have gotten such news so quickly. But who can predict what will happen in the cultivation world? We mustn't be careless."

"The Lord is right. The Confined Immortal Ring treasure that Master Fish has been refining is something the main master specifically requested, and we cannot afford to fail it. Being cautious is always better. Perhaps I should go check on them," the woman suggested.

"Absolutely not. My Yin-Yang Demon Corpse fell just as quickly. Even if he isn't Old Demon Jia, his strength won't differ much from him. Although your cultivation methods are all profound in their own ways, facing such a powerful opponent would still be like sending a meat bao to the dogs—no return. I must go myself," the Ghost Sage said.

"Lord, if you're going yourself...?" The woman seemed uneasy about this suggestion.

"Enough, no need for further persuasion. I know what needs to be done in such circumstances. This is the safest course of action. As for the Sword Washing Pool here, please take good care of it. You see, the main master spent countless efforts on refining this treasure. Apart from Master Fish, Fire Monarch Li and Ancient Mirror Sage were also invited. The gathering of three top-tier alchemists in this lost realm was precisely to ensure that the Confined Immortal Ring would be refined without any flaws," the Ghost Sage said with a serious tone.

"If it weren't for the coincidence of the Sword Washing Pool opening at the same time as the main master's cultivation of supreme divine techniques, he might have personally overseen everything. Now, given this important task, if anything goes wrong, you can imagine the consequences... The main master's soul essence transformation is something none of you have experienced, but it's a well-known tale," the Ghost Sage continued.

"Lord, we will do our utmost to complete your task. While the techniques of these three top-tier alchemists are indeed unparalleled, they were not willing participants. If they don't put their heart into refining this treasure...?"

"You needn't worry about that. The main master's plans account for such scenarios, and he has his own methods. Even if they aren't willingly participating, they will surely do their best to refine this treasure. You needn't concern yourselves with the details; your task is merely to guard here and ensure no external interference hinders them," the Ghost Sage explained.

"Understood, we will spare no effort."

The other ghost beings, though their faces remained indistinct, echoed in unison.

"Very well, as long as you complete this mission, the main master won't fail us. Guard carefully here; I'm off."

Before his words had fully faded, the Ghost Sage transformed into a puff of Yin wind and vanished into thin air.

P.S.: Fellow cultivators, my recommendation votes aren't coming in strong enough! Huan Yu knows updates have been sparse recently, but with the Spring Festival, I've been busy as a bee. You know what I mean. I'm doing my best to maintain this pace; please give me your recommendation votes!

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