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第两千九百三十六章 易容

Lin Xuan scanned the two figures. Their cultivation levels were not to be underestimated; both had reached the中期 stage of the Profound Void Realm, making them high-ranking cultivators in any setting. However, they still fell far short for him.

"Have you followed me for so long with some ulterior motive?"

Lin Xuan's voice was calm and devoid of emotion as he spoke, as if discussing a trivial matter. As he spoke, the suppressed spiritual energy within his body began to radiate outward, revealing his 分神期 cultivation.

"The esteemed senior, we are merely passing through this place by chance and happened to meet you. How could there be any tracking involved? Even with a boldness I wouldn’t dare, it would never occur to me," said the scholar-like figure in white, hurriedly trying to explain himself.

"Coincidence?"

Lin Xuan chuckled. "Your eloquence is commendable, but do you think a few words can cover up your actions?"

"Esteemed senior, this truly was an accident..."

The woman also tried to interject, but Lin Xuan paid no heed and continued: "Whether it’s a misunderstanding or coincidence, since you are阴魂ghosts and have discovered my whereabouts, you should consider yourselves unlucky. Go to the Netherworld and accept your fates; I will take your lives."

With these words, Lin Xuan's expression turned cold as he waved his sleeves, releasing over a dozen sword qi that grew in size with the wind, each reaching several feet long before zipping towards them.

The two figures had intended to use their eloquence but were taken aback by how quickly Lin Xuan acted. Their faces paled instantly out of fear, but they couldn’t sit idly and wait for death.

The scholar-like figure in white reached into his waistband, and a black glow flickered before multiple different-shaped treasure artifacts appeared.

His companion reacted just as swiftly, her body enveloped by countless ghost flames that obscured her form. She retreated quickly behind them.

Their quick responses were commendable, but Lin Xuan seemed to ignore them entirely, even sneering slightly at their efforts.

What difference does it make?

Two mere Profound Void Realm ghosts trying to escape from him?

Lin Xuan had killed entities of the Transcendence stage before. If these two managed to slip past his eyes, he might as well buy a tofu and end it all.

The silver light was blinding, and both the scholar-like figure's artifacts and the woman’s ghost flames failed to stop Lin Xuan's sword qi. They tumbled from the sky, their faces pale with fear.

"Even you two dared to follow me? You truly know nothing of the world."

Lin Xuan's cold voice echoed as he raised his right hand, sending two thin silver threads into their foreheads. The two felt a dizzying sensation and fell to the ground.

Lin Xuan’s face showed no joy; subduing mere Profound Void Realm ghosts was expected. He waved his sleeves again, dissipating the sword qi in the air.

"Following me is nothing short of audacious."

Lin Xuan's cold voice continued as he effortlessly levitated the scholar-like figure and began a soul-searching technique on him. It didn’t take long before Lin Xuan turned to the female ghost and performed the same ritual.

After a cup of tea, Lin Xuan’s hands lit up with fire as both ghosts were reduced to ash, their souls scattered. His expression was grim.

"This truly is a big trouble."

Lin Xuan sighed. Although he had anticipated that the old monster's true form would be one of the Six Kings of the Netherworld, it still left him feeling disheartened.

The Dark King of the Netherworld was no less formidable than the Ice Spirit of the Jade Frost, and even Guanghanzi or the Queen of Qingqiu could match his power. This truly was a significant trouble.

Despite his depression, Lin Xuan did not regret anything. Firstly, regretting it now would be useless; secondly, how could he fear the Dark King of the Netherworld? He might not overpower him but could always avoid him. The lost realm was vast, and finding him would be extremely difficult for the other side.

However, while this was true, being spotted by ghostly entities in a small city of cultivators indicated that their strength was far greater than he had imagined. Fear did not trouble Lin Xuan, but he needed to be more cautious from now on.

With these thoughts, Lin Xuan sighed and clasped his hands, casting two spells while muttering an incantation under his breath.

A series of crackling sounds filled the air as Lin Xuan’s body shrank significantly. He then touched his face, revealing a new appearance with white beard and eyebrows.

In an instant, Lin Xuan transformed into an old man with white hair and beard.

Lin Xuan was quite skilled in disguise, though not perfect; he could fool anyone except those of the Transcendence stage. The Dark King of the Netherworld’s strength and influence were far beyond his own, but that mattered little to him. Even if the other side was renowned, his Transcendence-stage subordinates would be few.

Lin Xuan did not believe in such bad luck. Having changed his appearance, he no longer felt as urgent about it. He left with a flurry of green light and continued on his journey.

As predicted, Lin Xuan passed through several cities where he gathered information without being recognized. However, he also noticed ghostly entities within these cities.

This was human territory; the presence of such entities should be impossible. Yet, their ability to disguise themselves as cultivators was remarkable. Lin Xuan kept a close eye on them, suspecting they were gathering intelligence too.

Could all of these be under the Dark King's command?

Lin Xuan’s heart raced with concern but also began to observe more closely. Although they had not uncovered his movements, their strength far exceeded what he had anticipated. He would need to be even more cautious in his actions from now on.

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