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第两千九百七十六章 天劫之威

Nine-headed bird!

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These firebirds resembled the true spirit birds described in legends to an extreme degree.

Although Lin Xuan had never seen a true nine-headed bird, he loved reading ancient texts, and there were indeed detailed descriptions of such creatures.

Could this Spirit Wave Valley have any connection with the legendary nine-headed bird?

Lin Xuan was greatly alarmed.

However, it was too late for contemplation. As soon as the idea flashed through his mind, thousands of firebirds spread their wings and flew towards him like a deluge.

Damned!

Lin Xuan's eyes bulged in anger. Despite his vast experience, he had never imagined such a transformation. Not only did the fireballs transform into nine-headed birds; their power seemed to have increased tenfold or more. As they moved with grace and agility, it appeared as if there was a force of law emanating from them.

While the blue water curtain provided some protection, Lin Xuan knew he had no chance of blocking this assault.

At that moment, he was firmly trapped by the heavenly tribulation, making any attempt to escape using techniques like Nine Heaven Micro Stepping futile.

Damned! The heavenly tribulation should progress gradually and increase in power. Why is mine so different?

Despite his shock, Lin Xuan did not have time for further complaints. He flicked his sleeves, and the Nine Palaces Needle Sword appeared with incredible speed.

He then swung his hands like a butterfly, moving so fast that it was hard to see. Spell after spell was cast, and auras of spirit light surrounded him.

Hundreds of dragons took shape before him.

The dragons emitted different hues of spirit light: red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and violet.

Rumbling roars echoed in his ears as Lin Xuan raised his hands forward.

"Break!"

Before he could finish speaking, hundreds of dragons roared and surged towards the sky.

Hundred Dragons' Fang!

Although these firebirds were formidable, Hundred Dragons' Fang was a secret technique that Lin Xuan had kept hidden. He was confident it would hold them off.

Boom!

In the next moment, explosions resounded as the dragons and birds clashed together.

The entire sky turned multicolored with spirit light. The terrifying force of law shattered space itself.

The spectacle was not just dazzling but quickly revealed a victor.

Hundred Dragons' Fang was indeed Lin Xuan's secret technique, and it held its own against this fearsome heavenly tribulation.

After about several breaths, the number of firebirds rapidly decreased until they were all devoured by the dragons.

But then, lightning bolts descended from the vortex formed by the tribulation clouds. Each bolt was as thick as a child's arm, green in color, and slashed through the sky like a sword, falling with malice.

There seemed to be nearly a thousand such bolts, forming a dense sea of lightning.

Hundred Dragons' Fang still had some residual power, but it soon collided with this ocean of lightning.

Unfortunately, the tribulation was not yet over. It had stopped testing and was now truly unleashing its fury.

Swoosh! Swoosh! A series of wind blades, each a dozen feet in diameter, shot out from the tribulation clouds.

They left white streaks across the sky with their power, leaving no doubt that they could cut through even the void.

And there were many such wind blades.

Following the wind blades was fire.

This time, it was still fireballs but now a hundred feet in diameter. Each one seemed like a sun hanging in the sky, and its power required no further explanation.

Wave after wave of attacks overwhelmed Hundred Dragons' Fang. The dragons' mournful cries filled his ears as they disappeared, revealing the true form of Nine Palaces Needle Sword. Its spirit light seemed to dim slightly compared to before.

Clearly, under such a barrage, even the immortal sword had sustained some damage.

A life-or-death treasure was something a cultivator would cherish like their own life. But Lin Xuan could not afford to be distracted at this moment.

His face was set in a grim expression as he flicked his fingers and cast spell after spell. The spirit light on Nine Palaces Needle Sword became dazzling once more, transforming from one into three, then nine, like magic, filling the sky with swords.

"Sever!"

The sword's light grew with the wind, quickly expanding to over ten feet long. It then charged towards the lightning, wind blades, and flames.

Spirit light blazed as explosions echoed in his ears.

To be honest, Lin Xuan's actions were somewhat arrogant and risky. But he saw it as the smartest choice.

The heavenly tribulation was far too terrifying this time. Simply defending would be a waste of effort. Summoning treasures to disperse the tribulation seemed risky but actually required much less effort.

Of course, not everyone would dare do so even if they understood the situation.

The tribulation was fierce, and the treasures might be destroyed.

But Lin Xuan had immense confidence in Nine Palaces Needle Sword. After all, he had spent countless efforts and consumed numerous precious treasures to forge it.

In a short while, sword energy clashed with lightning, wind blades, and flames swirled through the void. Nine Palaces Needle Sword truly was formidable; so intense a tribulation that not even one bolt of lightning hit him.

If other cultivators were here, they would be deeply impressed. However, Lin Xuan wasn't doing much better. His forehead was covered in fine sweat.

From the vortex formed by the tribulation clouds, new bolts and flames continued to descend in waves without pause.

Despite how fierce the tribulation was, Lin Xuan remained steadfast, effortlessly handling it.

...

Time passed slowly for Lin Xuan, but it felt like an eternity. It seemed a year had passed just from his meal.

Fortunately, he finally made it through.

When the last wave of heavenly tribulation ended, Lin Xuan sighed in relief. By now, not only was his forehead covered with sweat, but his back was also drenched in cold sweat.

In such a short time, Lin Xuan felt that nearly one-third of his cultivation energy had been exhausted. He raised his head and looked up at the sky, his expression grave.

The heavenly tribulation had yet to end; this was merely an appetizer. This thought made him somewhat anxious. The tribulation was far more terrifying than he imagined, and could he really endure it?

Lin Xuan didn't know, but he quickly put aside such thoughts of cowardice.

No matter how difficult it might be, there was no turning back now. He had a chance to advance to the Tribulation Transcending stage, so he couldn't give up.

Lin Xuan's gaze became resolute once more. No matter how terrifying the tribulation below would be, he would grit his teeth and endure it.

He must advance to the Tribulation Transcending stage.

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