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第三百零三章 护罩与绿雾

The two were now cornered with nowhere to run, forced into a dead end by the demon soul.

Lin Xuan remained calm on the outside, but his expression no longer showed the composure he had earlier.

From afar, Mo Mang extended his tongue and licked his lips, his eyes gleaming with cruel intent as he struck the bronze bell repeatedly. The ancient sound of the bell echoed through the room...

Countless demon souls, led by four monstrous creatures, roared in unison and charged forward.

Lin Xuan felt a surge of blood and qi within him. Although the protective barrier cast by his Leisure Fan was sturdy, under the relentless assault from over a thousand demon souls, it seemed to waver almost instantly.

His face turned grim as he faced this ancient cultivator's demonic soul array, but he was indeed powerless against it.

However, Lin Xuan was not one to give up. He continued to ponder his escape strategy.

Just as the light barrier was about to be breached, a burst of energy from his finger sent out countless flames that transformed into dozens of fierce fire serpents, which howled and charged towards Mo Mang.

Mo Mang did not back down either. A series of sharp cracks sounded from his body as he covered himself in pitch-black scales, except for his eyes.

Black mist seeped out from him, transforming into more black venomous snakes...

In the next moment, the fire serpents and venomous snakes entangled each other, fighting viciously.

Lin Xuan sneered. He had no interest in engaging in formal combat with Mo Mang; this demon nearly forced him to his limits.

He flicked his body with a flash of black light, transforming into an eerie presence.

Ghostly mists emerged from his body as he formed hand seals in the air, sending waves of black energy into the mist.

The ghostly mists spun rapidly and compressed until a small black ball took shape.

Lin Xuan held it aloft.

Mo Mang's expression turned serious; the black ball contained an incredible amount of spiritual power.

Next, Lin Xuan summoned his Leisure Fan, which his master had given him. It was versatile, but its defensive barrier was somewhat lacking in offensive capabilities compared to Mo Mang’s demonic powers.

Despite its shortcomings, Lin Xuan did not waste this opportunity. After entering the Condensation Core stage, he mastered true transformation techniques.

The technique allowed him to transform his法宝into a demon beast form, with power depending on his spiritual energy and the inherent might of the artifact.

Lin Xuan pointed at the Leisure Fan twice, and it emitted a burst of light that transformed into a greenish-black dragon.

It was over ten meters long, fierce and imposing.

Mo Mang sneered; it was just showy without substance. The Leisure Fan was primarily defensive, making it unsuitable for attacks. Its transformation into a dragon seemed formidable but lacked extraordinary abilities.

Lin Xuan's contempt was evident as he flicked his left hand, sending the black ball flying towards the dragon and merging with its body.

Rumble!

The greenish-black dragon roared, shaking the air so much that Mo Mang’s eardrums ached. Its body turned pitch-black, and it grew larger. Each movement caused ripples in the surrounding spiritual energy.

Mo Mang's face showed shock as he saw this.

It was too late; Lin Xuan's mental command sent the dragon charging at him.

Lin Xuan’s face turned green again, appearing righteous. Mo Mang watched in astonishment. Although a demon, he understood human cultivators to some extent.

Though there were cultivators who practiced multiple techniques simultaneously, they could not conflict with each other. The ghost technique and Daoist cultivation were incompatible; how could both be present in one person? He now felt a hint of fear towards Lin Xuan.

Suddenly alarmed, Mo Mang realized that opposing this young man was foolish. However, he had no choice but to continue the fight.

The eerie black dragon charged forward, its massive claws striking down. Mo Mang's eyes glinted with fierce intent as his fingers elongated into claw-like shapes. The two clashed, and Mo Mang felt an overwhelming force hit him, sending him crashing against the mountain wall.

The red barrier flickered but remained intact. Mo Mang fell to the ground as the black dragon continued its attack.

Mo Mang was both shocked and angry; a simple artifact became so powerful after that boy used secret techniques on it.

With his body barely able to withstand it, he glared with blood-red eyes, emitting intense black light, revealing his true form - a giant venomous snake over ten meters long, thicker than a water barrel.

As the black dragon approached, Mo Mang opened its massive mouth and spat out a highly toxic liquid. However, the black dragon faced this fearlessly, charging straight ahead.

The two colossal beasts fought in the stone chamber, their clashes echoing loudly. If not for the protective禁制, the stone chamber would have collapsed long ago.

Lin Xuan observed coldly. Seeing that the black dragon was struggling to gain an upper hand, he raised his right hand and summoned countless golden needles from within him.

These resembled ice needle techniques but were far more powerful. This secret technique from the Nine Heavens Profound Art required a Condensation Core cultivator to practice it.

The number of needles reached three thousand, each with significantly greater power.

"Go!"

Lin Xuan commanded, and the golden needles shot forward.

A series of clinking sounds echoed as Mo Mang, engaged in battle with the black dragon, could not dodge. He was hit all over, his shock reaching its peak. Although his scales were unremarkable, they could withstand a strike from an ordinary artifact. However, against these golden needles, he seemed to be nothing but paper.

This was unsurprising; while elemental techniques generally lacked power compared to artifacts, there were exceptions. Moreover, the Nine Heavens Profound Art was one of the top cultivation methods in the orthodox sect, and its secret techniques naturally surpassed ordinary artifacts.

If a regular demon beast were hit by this, it would surely be severely injured or even die. However, snakes had the longest lifespans; despite Mo Mang's agonized cries, he remained lively, even showing signs of overpowering the black dragon.

Lin Xuan’s face darkened as he summoned his Divine Fire Soul Pearl and opened his mouth to spray a stream of essence energy on it.

With a loud bang, the flames on the surface of the pearl grew larger, nearly reaching the size of a basin. The flames, nourished by the dan fire, turned pure golden.

"Go!"

Lin Xuan pointed at Mo Mang as the Divine Fire Soul Pearl transformed into a golden meteor and crashed towards him.

PS: Sorry for today’s delay; I had something else to attend to. More tomorrow!

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