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第两千九百零三章 进退两难

Lin Xuan was hesitant.

But soon, the hesitant expression on his face was replaced by determination.

Giving up halfway wasn't Lin Xuan's style.

Moreover, he had spent so much effort to defeat that ghost saint-level powerhouse; just retreating now would be a bitter pill for him to swallow.

Well, what harm could it do to take a look?

Though his strength couldn’t recover to its peak in the short term, even if he encountered such a level of powerhouse again, failing to defeat them, but managing to escape unscathed, Lin Xuan still had some confidence.

Since that was the case, he decided to quietly head for Scorpion Mountain and make up his mind later. After all, even with a tiny chance, Lin Xuan wouldn't let it slip away.

The Nine Palaces Instant Sword was hisfate-bound treasure, so naturally, he hoped its power would be as great as possible.

With thoughts swirling in his mind, Lin Xuan’s whole body enveloped in green light, transforming into a streak of lightning, he flew forward.

He no longer hid his movements because it was meaningless. He had fought the ghost saint for such a long time; if he had any accomplices, they would have gotten wind of it by now. Hiding or not hiding wouldn’t change anything.

Rather than hide, it might be better to fly quickly. If luck was on their side, maybe they could catch the opponent off guard.

Since Lin Xuan had made up his mind, there was no hesitation. Being overly cautious and fearful was a big no-no for cultivators.

While being careful in an uncertain situation was fine, once he had decided, he needed to be bold and forge ahead.

Lin Xuan knew this principle well.

His estimation wasn’t wrong. Just as he exterminated the ghost saint, several lingering ghostly spirits on Scorpion Mountain felt it.

"Impossible!"

A sudden shout filled with fear and anger echoed from one of the grayish-black clouds atop the mountain peak. The figure inside was barely discernible but appeared slender and graceful.

If his guess was correct, this should be a woman.

“Fifth Sister, what’s going on? Why are you so alarmed?” A middle-aged man’s voice came from the cloud to her left, thick and deep, exuding an aura of authority even without anger.

"The master encountered misfortune and has already perished!" The woman stood up abruptly. Her voice still carried traces of shock and rage.

"What did you say?"

"It can’t be true! The master is a ghost saint-level powerhouse, and it’s said he possesses treasures bestowed by the Lord. How could he possibly perish so easily? Even if he faced an equal-level cultivator, he should have been able to protect himself," another soft voice entered his ears, filled with disbelief.

"Fifth Sister, did you sense something incorrectly?" The last voice hidden in the clouds also spoke, low and deep.

"I hope it’s my mistake, but we all know that the cultivation technique I practice shares a common origin with the master. If he perished, my mind would immediately sense it. How could there be any error?" The woman wore a bitter smile as she spoke slowly.

The others fell silent. They knew the reason well, just unwilling to accept it emotionally.

A formidable opponent that couldn’t even defeat a ghost saint-level powerhouse—what chance did they have?

It sounded like a good choice to retreat, but they couldn't do so.

The Confining Ring was a treasure the Lord had specifically requested.

They had spent countless efforts on it. It could potentially be ready at any moment. If they left now as guardians, how would they face the Lord's wrath?

The result would surely be that they couldn’t live or die!

They dared not do so.

"Fifth Sister, what should we do?" The leading man spoke up. Although the woman ranked last among them, she was the strongest in terms of strength and intelligence. Therefore, if they truly faced a formidable opponent, they often followed her advice.

Sure enough, figures from the other clouds slowly turned their heads, looking to this woman for guidance.

"This..."

The woman hesitated. While she had made decisions on difficult puzzles before, this time, it was about a treasure the Lord valued greatly, making the decision more challenging.

A wrong move could be disastrous.

But there wasn’t enough time to deliberate; the terrifying opponent might already be nearby.

When indecision leads to chaos!

In the clouds, the woman bit her lip. "We can't retreat. We cannot abandon the task given by the Lord. So, Third Brother will stay here and continue monitoring the alchemist, while we go to face the enemy!"

"What? Face the enemy, Fifth Sister! You must be out of your mind! Even the master has perished; such a formidable opponent is beyond our capabilities," an old voice entered his ears, filled with fear. In her view, this decision was akin to ordering them to commit suicide.

The others didn’t speak but their eyes betrayed a mix of fear and trepidation.

"Second Sister, you needn't worry too much. My decision isn't out of desperation; I just don't want to die," the woman’s voice slowly entered his ears, confident and composed.

"Oh, how so?" Another person chimed in, and all the ghostly spirits showed concern.

"We can’t retreat because if we do, the Lord will never let us go. The experience of being devoured by the soul devouring technique is something everyone here knows well; no one wants to try it."

Mentioning the Lord’s methods, the other spirits’ clouds flickered with fear.

"So, we mustn't run but face this formidable opponent bravely. But there's no need for excessive worry or fear. The master has indeed perished, and the enemy is undoubtedly a realm-transcending powerhouse. But did everyone notice something?"

"Fifth Sister, it’s too late now; what details are you hiding? Please speak quickly," the man said impatiently.

"Ah." In the clouds, the woman nodded and continued: "It's time. From when the master went to face the enemy until his demise, it took over half an hour. We know the enemy isn’t far away. Why did this battle last so long?"

This time, he didn't wait for their answers; he revealed the answer himself: "That guy is also a realm-transcending powerhouse at the initial stage, with strength comparable to the master's, hence the evenly matched battle lasting so long. If my guess is correct, in that fight, they won but only narrowly. The master was eliminated, but his power has been severely depleted; he’s likely injured as well..."

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