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第两千九百五十六章 魔高一尺道高一丈

Ninety-nine dragons, their snarls and roars echoed like distant thunder. The sheer might of the dragon's presence was overwhelming; it seemed to fill the entire sky.

From afar, all one could see were the teeth and claws of the dragons. Even the venomous scorpion, originally a hundred feet long, now appeared grotesque and terrifying. But in the face of the hundred dragons' power, it looked as pitiful as an insect trying to stop a rushing river!

"Impossible!"

The strange man's panicked voice echoed through the air. At this moment, he had revealed his true form; there was no time to change tactics.

Boom!

Black mists and silver light collided in mid-air with no suspense at all. The scorpion’s tail was torn apart by the dragons' might like a rag being shredded.

The Hundred Dragon Fangs!

This technique, one of Lin Xuan's ultimate skills, had been enhanced immensely after absorbing true dragon essence blood. Its power had increased exponentially.

Though the technique remained unchanged, its destructive force now far surpassed that of before.

"Un-"

A sharp cry pierced the air as the scorpion demon was no longer merely frightened but gripped by an overwhelming fear. His large, bell-like eyes showed a human touch of despair.

Unfortunately for him, there were no regrets in the cultivation world; it was too late to realize Lin Xuan's true power now.

Boom!

Silver light blazed as the dragon's shadow enveloped and devoured the scorpion demon. The screeching sounds of insects filled his ears as he tore apart the creature with his claws and fangs.

Lin Xuan’s face remained calm, for he was not a bloodthirsty cultivator but would never hesitate to be ruthless when dealing with enemies.

Lin Xuan did not use any other techniques; instead, he poured more spiritual energy into his primary talisman. The dragon's presence grew even more imposing.

...

After about a cup of tea’s time, the screeching sounds ceased entirely as the dragon's form began to shrink until it transformed back into nine sharp, silver swords.

The desert remained unchanged, but not a trace of the once-vaunted venomous scorpion was left. It seemed never to have existed in this world.

Indeed, the Nine Palace Needles were formidable; after absorbing true dragon essence blood, they became even more powerful.

...

With the leader eliminated, the remaining ordinary scorpions, though lacking in intelligence, seemed to sense Lin Xuan's murderous intent.

Squealing noises filled the air as these creatures retreated back to their origin. In no time, not a single one remained.

Lin Xuan watched indifferently; exterminating these unintelligent spirit insects would bring him no benefit.

He preferred not to waste his efforts on such trivial matters. With a flicker of green light, he vanished into the distance.

Wu...

The wind blew, and sand particles danced in the air as the dunes shifted and changed shape. Everything appeared like an ordinary desert.

Soon, another cup of tea passed without any unusual occurrences. Then, suddenly, something unexpected happened.

Space twisted, and a bead the size of a dragon's eye appeared before his eyes.

This bead was pitch black, and after spinning, it emitted a cloud of dark mist. The fog dissipated to reveal a figure with disheveled hair.

The figure stood only an inch tall but bore no difference in form or appearance from the crab-like creature that had transformed earlier—down to the finest detail.

It resembled the spirit essence of human cultivators.

However, it was merely a likeness; this creature’s true form was a monster insect. It could not possibly cultivate an immaterial body like a human cultivator's spirit essence.

The small figure before him was more accurately described as its soul, which had almost reached the point of physical manifestation. This revealed just how formidable the creature truly was.

But no matter how strong it was, it still fell to Lin Xuan’s hands.

With a look of intense hatred on his face, he gritted his teeth and muttered darkly:

"Damned cultivators! You actually destroyed my body. Don’t be too smug; this is an eternal grudge that I will not let go easily. The green hills remain unchanged, the clear waters flow endlessly. One day, you will fall into my hands, and I will torment your soul until you beg for death..."

The strange man’s voice seemed to come from the depths of hell. His hatred for Lin Xuan was beyond words.

But before he could finish, a calm voice interrupted: "Is that so? Friend, if you hate me this much, then let me be the first to act and send you to the underworld. Otherwise, I will never feel at ease."

"What?"

The strange man’s expression was one of shock and horror as he turned his head. Not far away, a few dozen feet distant, green light flashed, and Lin Xuan appeared with a faint smile on his face.

"You… how did you get here? Didn’t you leave long ago?"

His expression was so vivid that it seemed like he had seen a ghost. He had witnessed Lin Xuan’s departure, estimating that at least several miles away, he would not dare to show himself.

He thought he had outsmarted his opponent but had fallen into the trap instead. From start to finish, he had only been fooling himself.

Lin Xuan's smile was radiant as he did not mind answering this question: "I did leave, but I returned secretly. If I hadn’t, how could you have dared to show yourself?"

Lin Xuan’s face showed a hint of mockery. With the scorpion demon’s body destroyed and only its spirit essence left, it had no chance of escaping.

"Bu-But how do you know my soul hasn't perished?"

The venomous scorpion's voice was hoarse as he faced the terrifying Hundred Dragon Fangs technique. He had abandoned his body in favor of preserving his soul; with a few subordinates, he could recover his past strength through countless years of cultivation.

This ruse seemed foolproof but had been easily uncovered by Lin Xuan. Until this point, he would not rest until he understood why it failed so miserably.

"Hmph, do you think I would tell you?"

A smile played on the corner of Lin Xuan’s lips as he no longer felt the need to waste words with his opponent. When the scorpion demon discarded its body, it had used some illusion techniques, but for him, it was like a clown trying to perform in front of a master. His Divine Phoenix Eye could easily see through all illusions and restrictions.

The desert before him was too mysterious; he couldn’t penetrate its secrets, but this ruse had been exposed with a single glance.

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