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第两千八百九十七章 化身万千

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The opponent had actually broken his法则之力, not by escaping but by using a treasure to sever it.

Did he mishear or something? He hadn’t even considered such a scenario. How did this little brat manage to do that?

Ghost Sage was both shocked and angry; the astonished exclamation revealed his hiding spot.

This was a significant mistake, and one could imagine how shaken he must be at this moment.

Such an excellent opportunity wasn't something Lin Xuan would pass up. Silver light flashed in his eyes as he suddenly swung his arm to the left.

Sizzle…

Sharp rays appeared, and from Lin Xuan’s arm, a dark electric arc was shot out, swirling slightly before transforming into a pitch-black black dragon that rushed toward its target.

Its speed was astonishing, leaving people speechless. It could be said that it was dizzying to watch.

Following the loud boom, the Ghost Sage's figure gradually emerged as he blew away the surrounding dark energy. His face was covered in an embarrassed expression.

However, his true appearance still made Lin Xuan’s pupils constrict; indeed, it was a monster never before seen by him.

This wasn’t exaggerated at all. Humans aside, this guy’s appearance was vastly different from those of the demons and ancient fiends he had encountered before.

He didn’t have any physical form, just an indistinct human-like figure.

His face was blurry, but his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth were clearly visible.

"Yin Spirit."

Lin Xuan recognized the origin of the opponent: "To be able to condense its form to such a degree, it’s no wonder this is a Ghost Sage-level powerhouse."

In the Yin Realm of the Underworld, yin spirits and ghostly essences weren’t uncommon. However, those who could reach such a level were few and far between.

The protective yin energy surrounding the opponent had been shattered; clearly, that blow had caused him significant pain. But how badly injured he was remained unclear. Lin Xuan’s experience with cultivation was rich, but his encounters with ghostly entities were too few.

From the expression of desperation on his face, it seemed he wasn’t doing well.

Lin Xuan had timed his move perfectly. Facing the electric dragon, he appeared to struggle as well, his face turning blurry before a vortex the size of a fist appeared. At first, Lin Xuan was surprised but quickly realized that the opponent had opened its mouth.

Sizzle…

A gray yin fire spewed from his mouth. Although it looked unremarkable at first glance, after the flame was released, the surrounding yin energy seemed to dim slightly.

Clearly, this secret technique wasn’t trivial; it somewhat resembled the activation of one’s own primordial essence by a cultivator.

It was hard to say exactly what it did, but it appeared to be something like that.

The yin fire and electric dragon collided, resulting in both being destroyed.

Seeing the power behind the opponent's technique, Lin Xuan didn’t show much surprise. However, the infuriated voice of the yin spirit reached his ears: "Phantom Yin Thunder; where did you learn such a secret from?"

To learn this secret technique required the Phantom Yin Flower, one of the three great treasures in the Yin Realm. How could Ghost Sage not have heard about it?

"Fool, do you think I would tell you?" Lin Xuan’s playful voice echoed. His eyes and corners were full of mockery.

The enmity between them was already irreconcilable; either he or the opponent had to die. With that in mind, there was no need for him to be polite anymore.

"You…"

Ghost Sage was both shocked and angry: "What a sharp-tongued fellow! When I capture you alive and extract your soul, I hope you can still laugh like this."

Before he could finish speaking, the opponent had already acted.

He flashed in place, spinning like a top.

As his movements continued, grayish winds appeared out of thin air.

Yin energy dispersed from these winds, resembling comets but without their brightness, trailing long tails. They were identical to those comets.

As the yin energy spread outward, the size of the winds diminished until they vanished in an instant.

What a peculiar secret technique; where did Ghost Sage go?

Lin Xuan was slightly surprised, but he found that these yin energies didn’t drift far and dispersed around him.

Lin Xuan frowned. Before he could react, those yin energies turned blurry, and a dozen identical Ghost Sages appeared in an instant.

Hundreds of them surrounded his position.

"Little guy, let you see the power of my Ten Thousand Ghost Formation!"

The eerie laughter of the Ghost Sage echoed, sounding so lifelike that it was hard to distinguish which one was real.

Did the opponent really transform into hundreds?

Lin Xuan wouldn’t make such a foolish judgment.

Transforming into countless forms required true immortals or late-stage cultivators. A mere early-stage cultivator couldn’t achieve this level of power.

In short, what the opponent used was merely an illusion.

Just a simple障眼法 to confuse his vision?

Too naive!

Lin Xuan showed no signs of panic; instead, a sneer appeared on his face.

He took a deep breath and infused his mana into his eyes. Silver light shone from within his pupils as he activated the Heavenly Phoenix Divine Eye. Illusions were nothing but pretense to him.

Then, Lin Xuan raised his head and scanned around.

Most of the Ghost Sages had only a thin layer of yin energy surrounding their bodies, clearly illusions.

But there were over a hundred with thick yin energy, all real.

So many?

Lin Xuan was surprised. Hadn’t the opponent hidden its true form within these illusions?

This guy was much more cunning than he had imagined.

An early-stage cultivator couldn't transform into countless forms, but creating dozens of such forms wasn't a challenge. This was one of the yin spirit's innate abilities.

With over a hundred forms, it was enough to hide among thousands and wait for an opportunity to attack.

Even if his cultivation was formidable, some could still be seen through, leaving at least a few successful attacks.

The opponent had good plans.

Unfortunately, like tofu meeting with brine, one thing counters another. His Heavenly Phoenix Divine Eye was precisely what was needed to break illusions; even the Thousand Illusion Old Demon couldn't do anything about it. What could this little Ghost Sage accomplish?

A smug smile appeared on Lin Xuan’s face but quickly vanished.

If he wanted to play such tricks, he wouldn’t let him down after all his careful planning.

As he thought, Lin Xuan showed a look of panic on his face, as if he had been deceived by the opponent's tactics and was at a loss.

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