tài yáng gāo gāo xuán guà zài tiān jì ， lín xuān de liǎn sè què yīn chén wú bǐ ， tā dī xià tou lú ， kàn zhe jiǎo xià de shì wù 。
太阳高高悬挂在天际，林轩的脸sè却yīn沉无比，他低下头颅，看着脚下的事物。
The sun hung high in the sky, but Lin Xuan's expression was anything but bright. He lowered his head and looked at the objects beneath his feet.
nà jū rán shì yī jié hái gǔ 。
那居然是一截骸骨。
Indeed, it was a skeletal remains.
lín xuān de méi tóu wēi wēi zhòu qǐ ， zhěng zhěng sān shí tiān le ， zì jǐ yī wú suǒ huò ， yǎn qián zhè tū rán chū xiàn de xiàn suǒ ， tā zì rán shì bú huì fàng guò 。
林轩的眉头微微皱起，整整三十天了，自己一无所获，眼前这突然出现的线索，他自然是不会放过。
Lin Xuan's brows furrowed slightly as he had spent thirty days without any success. This sudden clue would not be overlooked by him.
xiù páo yī fú ， kuáng fēng dà zuò ， shā lì bèi xiān kāi ， mái zài xià miàn de shì wù yìng rù yǎn lián 。
袖袍一拂，狂风大做，沙粒被掀开，埋在下面的事物映入眼帘。
With a wave of his sleeve, a gust of wind blew up, lifting sand particles to reveal what lay below.
guǒ rán shì yī jù yí hái ， wài miàn hái guǒ zhe yī jiàn pò pò làn làn de yī shān 。
果然是一具遗骸，外面还裹着一件破破烂烂的衣衫。
Sure enough, it was a set of bones wrapped in tattered clothing.
zhè me duō nián guò qù le ， nà yī fú biǎo miàn ， jū rán hái yǒu dàn dàn de líng guāng sàn fà ér chū ， xiǎn rán bú shì pǔ tōng fán rén néng gòu yōng yǒu de shì wù ， qí shēn ☆ fèn yǐ hū zhī yù chū 。
这么多年过去了，那衣服表面，居然还有淡淡的灵光散发而出，显然不是普通凡人能够拥有的事物，其身☆份已呼之yù出。
After so many years, the surface of that garment still emitted faint spiritual light, indicating its non-ordinary nature. The identity of the deceased was clear.
suí hòu lín xuān xiàng shì yòu fā xiàn le shén me shì wù ， yòu shǒu yī tái ， wǔ zhǐ wēi qū ， chú cǐ yǐ wài méi yǒu duō yú de dòng zuò ， dàn zhè yǐ zú gòu le ， zhǐ jiàn líng guāng yī shǎn ， dì liǎng qiān jiǔ bǎi wǔ shí èr zhāng jù dú de xiē zi yī dào fēi hóng bèi tā shè dào le zhǐ zhǎng jiān ， shì yī bǐng sān chǐ lái zhǎng de fēi jiàn 。
随后林轩像是又发现了什么事物，右手一抬，五指微曲，除此以外没有多余的动作，但这已足够了，只见灵光一闪，第两千九百五十二章 剧毒的蝎子一道飞虹被他摄到了指掌间，是一柄三尺来长的飞剑。
Lin Xuan seemed to have discovered something else as he raised his right hand, curling his fingers slightly without any other movements. A flash of spiritual light later, a flying sword, about three feet long, appeared in his palm—a venomous scorpion.
zào xíng gǔ piáo ， dàn biǎo miàn què shāng hén bān bó ， quē kǒu biàn bù ， xiǎn rán cǐ bǎo suǒ shòu dào de shāng hài fēi tóng xiǎo kě ， shuō shì yī bǐng cán jiàn yě bù wèi guò 。
造型古朴，但表面却伤痕斑驳，缺口遍布，显然此宝所受到的伤害非同小可，说是一柄残剑也不为过。
Though damaged and scarred, its quality was evident. Such a treasure could not be wielded by ordinary cultivators.
dàn jí biàn rú cǐ ， cǐ bǎo de líng xìng yī jiù shí zú ！
但即便如此，此宝的灵xìng依旧十足！
In other words, the deceased must have been at the Spirit Cultivation stage!
lín bài yǎn jīng wēi mī ， piàn kè hòu tàn le kǒu qì 。
林拜眼睛微眯，片刻后叹了口气。
A prominent Spirit Cultivator would not fall to a desert due to lack of water or food. What danger had he encountered in his lifetime?
“ jū rán shì yòng liú lí yǔn tiě liàn zhì ér chéng dì 。”
“居然是用琉璃陨铁炼制而成地。”
Lin Xuan held the treasure thoughtfully, lost in deep contemplation.
cǐ jiàn suī yǐ cán pò ， dàn bù nán kàn chū qí pǐn zhì bù sú ， zhè yàng de bǎo wù ， jué bú shì pǔ tōng xiū shì néng gòu shī zhǎn de 。
此剑虽已残破，但不难看出其品质不俗，这样的宝物，绝不是普通修士能够施展的。
However, despite his extensive knowledge, there was little useful information here. After pondering for a moment, Lin Xuan still came up empty-handed and decided not to dwell on it further.
huàn jù huà shuō ， yǎn qián zhè jù hái gǔ ， yīng gāi shì yī wèi fēn shén jí bié de rén wù ！
换句话说，眼前这具骸骨，应该是一位分神级别的人物！
Originally, he found this desert strange, but now it seemed to contain great danger. But what of it? If an ordinary Spirit Cultivator could fall here, would it threaten him?
táng táng fēn shén qī xiū xiān zhě ， huì yǔn luò yú yī shā mò ， dāng rán bú huì shì yīn wèi quē shǎo shuǐ huò zhě shí wù ， zài tā shēng qián ， jiū jìng yù jiàn le shén me wēi xiǎn ne ？
堂堂分神期修仙者，会陨落于一沙漠，当然不会是因为缺少水或者食物，在他生前，究竟遇见了什么危险呢？
After all, his strength was beyond the norm, and he had no intention of underestimating any threat.
lín xuān bǎ wán zhuó shǒu zhōng de bǎo wù ， biǎo qíng shén sè xiǎn rán shì xiàn rù shēn shēn de sī suǒ 。
林轩把玩着手中的宝物，表情神sè显然是陷入深深的思索。
He received little useful information from the deceased's remains and continued on his way.
rán ér tā suī jiàn shí guǎng bó yǎn qián de xiàn suǒ què wěi shí bù duō ， lín xuān kǔ sī piàn kè ， yī jiù shì yì diǎn tóu xù yě wú ， xiǎng bù tōng lín xuān yě jiù bù zài duō fèi sī liáng le 。
然而他虽见识广博眼前的线索却委实不多，林轩苦思片刻，依旧是一点头绪也无，想不通林轩也就不再多费思量了。
His expression remained cold, but a heightened sense of vigilance lurked within.
yuán běn jiù jué de zhè shā mò gǔ guài ， rú jīn kàn lái ， hái yùn hán yǒu mò dà de wēi xiǎn bù guò nà yòu rú hé ， néng ràng yī pǔ tōng de fēn shén qī xiū shì yǔn luò ， dàn néng fǒu wēi xié dào zì jǐ ， rú jīn xià jié lùn ， hái wéi shí guò zǎo le 。
原本就觉得这沙漠古怪，如今看来，还蕴含有莫大的危险不过那又如何，能让一普通的分神期修士陨落，但能否威胁到自己，如今下结论，还为时过早了。
Though Lin Xuan believed in his superior strength over others at his level, he would never be careless again.
bì jìng zì dì liǎng qiān jiǔ bǎi wǔ shí èr zhāng jù dú de xiē zi jǐ de shí lì ， bù néng yòng cháng lǐ chuǎi mó zhè diǎn 、 xìn xīn ， lín xuān hái shì yǒu de 。
毕竟自第两千九百五十二章 剧毒的蝎子己的实力，不能用常理揣摩这点、信心，林轩还是有的。
In no time, another half an hour passed.
jì lái zhī zé ān zhī ， lín xuān kě cóng lái bú huì dǎn xiǎo pà shì 。
既来之则安之，林轩可从来不会胆小怕事。
Suddenly, without any warning, sand dunes began to move.
cóng zhè jù xiū shì yí hái shàng tā bìng méi yǒu dé dào tài duō yǒu yòng de xiàn suǒ ， lín xuān lüè yī sī liáng hòu jiù jì xù shàng lù 。
从这具修士遗骸上他并没有得到太多有用的线索，林轩略一思量后就继续上路。
Lin Xuan's brows furrowed but remained calm. He turned and saw the rapid movement of the sand dunes heading straight towards him.
biǎo qíng yī jiù shì lěng jùn wú bǐ ， bù guò nèi xīn shēn chù ， què shì duō le yī fèn jǐng tì 。
表情依旧是冷峻无比，不过内心深处，却是多了一份jǐng惕。
Clearly, this was not a coincidence; there must be some unknown creature beneath them.
suī rán lín xuān zì tǎo ， shí lì yuǎn shèng tóng jiē xiū xiān zhě ， dàn tài guò qīng xīn dà yì de cuò wù ， tā shì wú lùn rú hé ， yě bú huì fàn de 。
虽然林轩自讨，实力远胜同阶修仙者，但太过轻心大意的错误，他是无论如何，也不会犯的。
If it were in the past, he would have simply released his divine sense to gain control over everything. But now? It had become a luxury. Fortunately, Lin Xuan wasn't an ordinary cultivator. His adaptability far surpassed that of most others. Thirty days without divine senses was nothing new for him.
jiù zhè yàng ， jì xù màn wú mù dì de gǎn lù zhuǎn yǎn ， yòu guò qù le bàn gè shí chén zuǒ yòu de gōng fu 。
就这样，继续漫无目的的赶路转眼，又过去了半个时辰左右的功夫。
Unable to probe further, Lin Xuan waved his sleeve, and silver light flashed as a sharp sword energy shot out—Lethal Strike.
tū rán sī háo zhēng zhào yě wú ， dì shàng de shā qiū dòng qǐ lái le 。
突然丝毫征兆也无，地上的沙丘动起来了。
The speed was incredible; there was no suspense. The sand dunes were split in half.
lín xuān méi tóu zhòu le qǐ lái ， què suī jīng bù luàn ， zhuǎn guò tóu lú ， zhǐ jiàn nà shā qiū de yí dòng shí fēn xùn sù ， fāng xiàng zhèng shì chōng zhe zì jǐ ér lái 。
林轩眉头皱了起来，却虽惊不乱，转过头颅，只见那沙丘的移动十分迅速，方向正是冲着自己而来。
A dark, shiny creature appeared before them.
xiǎn rán ， zhè bú shì qiǎo hé ， shā qiū xià miàn ， yí dìng cún zài zhe mǒu zhǒng wèi zhī de shēng wù 。
显然，这不是巧合，沙丘下面，一定存在着某种未知的生物。
Several yards long with a flat body, it had enormous pincers at the front and a high tail that stood out even more.
ruò shì yǐ qián ， zhǐ xiāo jiāng shén shí fàng chū ， yī qiè biàn jǐn zài zhǎng wò ， bù guò xiàn zài me ， què yǐ chéng shē wàng le ， hǎo zài lín xuān bú shì pǔ tōng de xiū xiān zhě ， shì yìng lì zhī qiáng ， yuǎn fēi yì bān de xiū shì néng gòu bǐ nǐ ， sān shí tiān ， shuō duǎn bù duǎn ， zhè méi yǒu shén shí de shēng huó ， lín xuān què zǎo yǐ shì yìng xí guàn 。
若是以前，只消将神识放出，一切便尽在掌握，不过现在么，却已成奢望了，好在林轩不是普通的修仙者，适应力之强，远非一般的修士能够比拟，三十天，说短不短，这没有神识的生活，林轩却早已适应习惯。
The hooks on its tail were awe-inspiring, sharper than ordinary blades.
bù néng tàn chá yòu rú hé ， lín xuān xiù páo yī shuǎi ， yín guāng shǎn guò ， yī dào xī lì de jiàn qì jī☆shè ér chū 。
不能探查又如何，林轩袖袍一甩，银光闪过，一道犀利的剑气jī☆shè而出。
It was a scorpion!
cì mìng ……
刺命……
Lin Xuan's pupils constricted. Even in the cultivation world, such large venomous scorpions were rare. He tried to recall what he had read but found no match for this one.
sù dù jí kuài ， sī háo xuán niàn yě wú ， shā qiū bèi pǐ chéng le liǎng bàn 。
速度极快，丝毫悬念也无，沙丘被劈成了两半。
But that didn't matter; Lin Xuan never intended to delve too deeply into every detail.
yī yǒu hēi fà liàng de guài wù yìng rù yǎn lián 。
一黝黑发亮的怪物映入眼帘。
Since these scorpions dared to challenge him, they deserved a swift end.
zhǎng shù zhàng yǒu yú ， shēn tǐ què shì biǎn biǎn píng píng dì ， tā de qián fāng ， shì yī duì jù dà de shuāng qián ， ér hòu miàn ， gāo gāo shù qǐ de wěi ba gèng wéi xǐng mù xiǎn yǎn 。
长数丈有余，身体却是扁扁平平地，它的前方，是一对巨大的双钳，而后面，高高竖起的尾巴更为醒目显眼。
Thus, the previous scene unfolded.
wěi ba shàng de wān gōu dòng rén xīn pò ， jiǎn zhí bǐ pǔ tōng de dāo fēng hái yào ruì lì xǔ duō 。
尾巴上的弯钩动人心魄，简直比普通的刀锋还要锐利许多。
Initially, Lin Xuan thought such small creatures wouldn't pose much of a threat. With his strength, he was sure he could handle them easily.
xiē zi ！
蝎子！
But this time, it was his underestimation that led to trouble. The scorpion proved far more challenging than expected. His casually thrown sword energy had no effect, and its tail released venomous needles.
lín xuān tóng kǒng wēi suō ， jí biàn zài xiū xiān jiè ， zhè yàng jù dà de dú xiē yě bìng bù duō ， tā nǔ lì sī suǒ ， rán ér què fēn háo xiàn suǒ yě wú ， zì jǐ yǐ qián suǒ kàn guò de shàng gǔ diǎn jí ， bìng wú yī tiáo néng yǔ yǎn qián de xiē zi wěn hé 。
林轩瞳孔微缩，即便在修仙界，这样巨大的毒蝎也并不多，他努力思索，然而却分毫线索也无，自己以前所看过的上古典籍，并无一条能与眼前的蝎子吻合。
Though Lin Xuan practiced the Illusory Heavenly Fire, common toxins posed little threat to him. However, given the strange nature of this desert, he couldn't afford to be complacent.
bù guò yě méi shén me ， lín xuān yuán běn yě méi yǒu xiǎng guò ， yí dìng yào xún gēn jiū dǐ cái kě 。
不过也没什么，林轩原本也没有想过，一定要寻根究底才可。
Extra caution was always wise. If even the Illusory Heavenly Fire wasn't immune to these poisons, he would be in trouble.
zhè xiē zi jì rán gǎn dào tài suì tóu shàng dòng tǔ ， zhí jiē miè shā jiù xíng le 。
这蝎子既然敢到太岁头上动土，直接灭杀就行了。
Despite his slight unease, Lin Xuan's fear was not great. He raised his right hand and pointed it downward.
yú shì ， biàn yǒu le xiān qián de yí mù 。
于是，便有了先前的一幕。
Lin Xuan's movements were slow, almost devoid of human touch, yet as he moved, the space before him visibly shook like water.
yuán běn ， lín xuān yǐ wéi qū qū xiē zi ， suī rán tǐ jī dà le nà me yī xiē ， dàn yǐ zì jǐ de shí lì ， hái bú shì shǒu dào qín lái méi wèn tí 。
原本，林轩以为区区蝎子，虽然体积大了那么一些，但以自己的实力，还不是手到擒来没问题。
Silver light flashed, splitting the scorpion into two halves, and foul blood flowed out.
nǎ xiǎo de ， zhè yī cì ， què shì zì jǐ qīng dí ， nà xiē zi ， yuǎn bǐ tā xiǎng xiàng de nán duì fù ， lín xuān suí shǒu huī chū de jiàn qì méi yǒu xiào guǒ ， qí wěi ba fàng chū lái de dú zhēn gèng yùn hán yǒu jù dú 。
哪晓得，这一次，却是自己轻敌，那蝎子，远比他想象的难对付，林轩随手挥出的剑气没有效果，其尾巴放出来的毒针更蕴含有剧毒。
The blood was a dark green, clearly toxic.
suī rán lín xuān xiū liàn yǒu huàn líng tiān huǒ ， yì bān de dú sù bìng bù wèi jù ， dàn yǎn qián de shā mò rú cǐ guǐ yì ， lín xuān dào yě bù gǎn tuō dà qù cháng shì yī èr le 。
虽然林轩修炼有幻灵天火，一般的毒素并不畏惧，但眼前的沙漠如此诡异，林轩倒也不敢托大去尝试一二了。
Ordinary sword energy had no effect, but when condensed into thread-like strands, its power increased significantly. This was the magic of transforming swords into threads, which Lin Xuan now wielded with great skill.
zhè zhǒng qíng kuàng xià ， duō yī fèn xiǎo xīn zǒng shì méi cuò ， wàn yī zhè jù dú huàn líng tiān huǒ yě bù néng miǎn yì ， zì jǐ qǐ bù shì cǎn le ？
这种情况下，多一份小心总是没错，万一这剧毒幻灵天火也不能免疫，自己岂不是惨了？
The venomous scorpion had fallen. As Lin Xuan prepared to investigate further, his brows furrowed deeply.
bù guò lín xuān xīn zhōng ， suī yǒu diǎn jīng yí ， dàn yào shuō hài pà ， yǎn qián zhè diǎn wēi xiǎn yǔ kùn nán ， què yě bù zhì yú ， yòu shǒu tái qǐ ， zhì shàng ér xià de cháo qián miàn diǎn qù 。
不过林轩心中，虽有点惊疑，但要说害怕，眼前这点危险与困难，却也不至于，右手抬起，至上而下的朝前面点去。
A rustling sound entered his ears as the once calm desert suddenly became lively. Sand dunes appeared rapidly and moved towards him.
lín xuān de dòng zuò bìng bù xùn sù ， shèn zhì kě yǐ shuō ， bù dài fēn háo rén jiān yān huǒ ， rán ér suí zhe tā de dòng zuò ， yǎn qián de kōng jiān ， què ròu yǎn kě jiàn bān de huàng dòng le qǐ lái 。
林轩的动作并不迅速，甚至可以说，不带分毫人间烟火，然而随着他的动作，眼前的空间，却肉眼可见般的晃动了起来。
Were they all scorpions?
rú shuǐ yì bān de fēn kāi ， suí hòu cái kàn jiàn yī lǚ xiān xì de sī xiàn ……， yín máng yī shǎn ， nà xiē zi bèi pǐ chéng le liǎng bàn ， xīng chòu de xuè yè liú tǎng chū lái 。
如水一般的分开，随后才看见一缕纤细的丝线……，银芒一闪，那蝎子被劈成了两半，腥臭的血液流淌出来。
Lin Xuan's expression turned pale with shock. The number was in the hundreds, completely surrounding him.
nà xuè yè chéng mò lǜ sè， xiǎn rán yùn hán dé yǒu jù dú 。
那血液呈墨绿sè，显然蕴含得有剧毒。
And this was just what he could see; due to lack of divine sense, it was hard to say if more scorpions were on their way. This had indeed caused a major problem.
pǔ tōng de jiàn qì méi yǒu xiào guǒ ， dàn níng chéng jiàn sī hòu wēi lì què néng bào zhǎng xǔ duō ， zhè jiù shì huà jiàn wèi sī de xuán miào zhī chù ， lín xuān rú jīn ， yùn yòng dé yuè fā chún shú 。
普通的剑气没有效果，但凝成剑丝后威力却能暴涨许多，这就是化剑为丝的玄妙之处，林轩如今，运用得越发纯熟。
Taking a deep breath, Lin Xuan sighed.
nà dú xiē yǐ jīng yǔn luò ， lín xuān zhèng zhǔn bèi zǒu guò qù chá tàn qīng chǔ ， méi máo què shēn shēn de zhòu qǐ lái le 。
那毒蝎已经陨落，林轩正准备走过去查探清楚，眉毛却深深的皱起来了。
These scorpions not only had extremely tough shells but also possessed incredible venom. A single one might be manageable, but so many together posed a significant threat—enough to challenge even Spirit Cultivators.
shā shā de shēng yīn chuán rù ěr duǒ ， yuán běn hái suàn píng jìng de shā mò ， tū rán rè nào le qǐ lái ， yí gè yí gè de shā qiū yìng rù yǎn lián ， yǐ jí kuài de sù dù yí dòng xiàng zhè biān 。
沙沙的声音传入耳朵，原本还算平静的沙漠，突然热闹了起来，一个一个的沙丘映入眼帘，以极快的速度移动像这边。
The deceased's remains likely fell victim to these scorpions. Lin Xuan didn't want to follow in their footsteps.
nán dào dōu shì xiē zi ？
难道都是蝎子？
With another wave of his sleeve, silver light spread out. This time, it wasn't sword energy but genuine Nine Palaces Must-Step techniques. Though the scorpions might not directly threaten him, being overly complacent was foolish.
lín xuān hài rán shī sè， kàn nà shù liàng ， zú yǒu shàng bǎi zhī duō ， tā yǐ bèi tuán tuán bāo wéi zhù le 。
林轩骇然失sè，看那数量，足有上百之多，他已被团团包围住了。
(To be continued!!!)
The sun hung high in the sky, but Lin Xuan's expression was anything but bright. He lowered his head and looked at the objects beneath his feet.
Indeed, it was a skeletal remains.
Lin Xuan's brows furrowed slightly as he had spent thirty days without any success. This sudden clue would not be overlooked by him.
With a wave of his sleeve, a gust of wind blew up, lifting sand particles to reveal what lay below.
Sure enough, it was a set of bones wrapped in tattered clothing.
After so many years, the surface of that garment still emitted faint spiritual light, indicating its non-ordinary nature. The identity of the deceased was clear.
Lin Xuan seemed to have discovered something else as he raised his right hand, curling his fingers slightly without any other movements. A flash of spiritual light later, a flying sword, about three feet long, appeared in his palm—a venomous scorpion.
Though damaged and scarred, its quality was evident. Such a treasure could not be wielded by ordinary cultivators.
In other words, the deceased must have been at the Spirit Cultivation stage!
A prominent Spirit Cultivator would not fall to a desert due to lack of water or food. What danger had he encountered in his lifetime?
Lin Xuan held the treasure thoughtfully, lost in deep contemplation.
However, despite his extensive knowledge, there was little useful information here. After pondering for a moment, Lin Xuan still came up empty-handed and decided not to dwell on it further.
Originally, he found this desert strange, but now it seemed to contain great danger. But what of it? If an ordinary Spirit Cultivator could fall here, would it threaten him?
After all, his strength was beyond the norm, and he had no intention of underestimating any threat.
He received little useful information from the deceased's remains and continued on his way.
His expression remained cold, but a heightened sense of vigilance lurked within.
Though Lin Xuan believed in his superior strength over others at his level, he would never be careless again.
In no time, another half an hour passed.
Suddenly, without any warning, sand dunes began to move.
Lin Xuan's brows furrowed but remained calm. He turned and saw the rapid movement of the sand dunes heading straight towards him.
Clearly, this was not a coincidence; there must be some unknown creature beneath them.
If it were in the past, he would have simply released his divine sense to gain control over everything. But now? It had become a luxury. Fortunately, Lin Xuan wasn't an ordinary cultivator. His adaptability far surpassed that of most others. Thirty days without divine senses was nothing new for him.
Unable to probe further, Lin Xuan waved his sleeve, and silver light flashed as a sharp sword energy shot out—Lethal Strike.
The speed was incredible; there was no suspense. The sand dunes were split in half.
A dark, shiny creature appeared before them.
Several yards long with a flat body, it had enormous pincers at the front and a high tail that stood out even more.
The hooks on its tail were awe-inspiring, sharper than ordinary blades.
It was a scorpion!
Lin Xuan's pupils constricted. Even in the cultivation world, such large venomous scorpions were rare. He tried to recall what he had read but found no match for this one.
But that didn't matter; Lin Xuan never intended to delve too deeply into every detail.
Since these scorpions dared to challenge him, they deserved a swift end.
Thus, the previous scene unfolded.
Initially, Lin Xuan thought such small creatures wouldn't pose much of a threat. With his strength, he was sure he could handle them easily.
But this time, it was his underestimation that led to trouble. The scorpion proved far more challenging than expected. His casually thrown sword energy had no effect, and its tail released venomous needles.
Though Lin Xuan practiced the Illusory Heavenly Fire, common toxins posed little threat to him. However, given the strange nature of this desert, he couldn't afford to be complacent.
Extra caution was always wise. If even the Illusory Heavenly Fire wasn't immune to these poisons, he would be in trouble.
Despite his slight unease, Lin Xuan's fear was not great. He raised his right hand and pointed it downward.
Lin Xuan's movements were slow, almost devoid of human touch, yet as he moved, the space before him visibly shook like water.
Silver light flashed, splitting the scorpion into two halves, and foul blood flowed out.
The blood was a dark green, clearly toxic.
Ordinary sword energy had no effect, but when condensed into thread-like strands, its power increased significantly. This was the magic of transforming swords into threads, which Lin Xuan now wielded with great skill.
The venomous scorpion had fallen. As Lin Xuan prepared to investigate further, his brows furrowed deeply.
A rustling sound entered his ears as the once calm desert suddenly became lively. Sand dunes appeared rapidly and moved towards him.
Were they all scorpions?
Lin Xuan's expression turned pale with shock. The number was in the hundreds, completely surrounding him.
And this was just what he could see; due to lack of divine sense, it was hard to say if more scorpions were on their way. This had indeed caused a major problem.
Taking a deep breath, Lin Xuan sighed.
These scorpions not only had extremely tough shells but also possessed incredible venom. A single one might be manageable, but so many together posed a significant threat—enough to challenge even Spirit Cultivators.
The deceased's remains likely fell victim to these scorpions. Lin Xuan didn't want to follow in their footsteps.
With another wave of his sleeve, silver light spread out. This time, it wasn't sword energy but genuine Nine Palaces Must-Step techniques. Though the scorpions might not directly threaten him, being overly complacent was foolish.
(To be continued!!!)