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第两千九百八十章 苦战

To overcome the crisis, it ultimately came down to his own efforts.

Lin Xuan took a deep breath and tried to calm his nervousness.

The situation was indeed perilous, but since he had embarked on the path of cultivation, hadn't he faced countless hardships? He could turn danger into safety before. This time, Lin Xuan believed in himself; he would have the ability to overcome this crisis as well.

He must advance to the Tribulation Transcending Stage. Moon, Qinxin, and Yuanyuan were still waiting for him far away.

With that thought, his eyes became resolute. He waved his sleeves, and the Nine Palace Swift Sword reappeared like a fish swimming out. Then he saw his hands moving up and down, casting spell after spell from his fingertips.

Swooshing sounds entered his ears as the Nine Palace Swift Sword emitted intense light. However, that light soon dimmed before slowly vanishing. In its place appeared countless thin and long sword threads in his vision.

Transforming swords into threads!

While not a particularly remarkable secret technique, Lin Xuan had considerable experience with it. After all, he learned it from Fairy Hundred Flowers, enough to increase the power of the Nine Palace Swift Sword beyond its original capacity.

"Quickly!"

Lin Xuan muttered and raised his right hand, pointing at the front with a finger that was slow on the surface but quick in reality.

Swooshing sounds filled his ears as countless sword threads pierced through the air, interweaving and entangling. In an instant, a giant net made of sword threads appeared before his eyes.

The number of sword threads was immense, making the area of this net enormous. It seemed to have a life of its own, covering over those nine fierce birds from above.

If there were other cultivators nearby, they would be stunned. Transforming swords into threads wasn't particularly remarkable, but who had ever seen it used like that?

The strange bird seemed startled as well. With a flap of its wings, a whirlwind of wind swept the area. More terrifyingly, piercing sounds came from the white mist, followed by hundreds of differently sized wind blades.

These wind blades varied in size, with even the smallest being over ten feet long and emitting glaring white light. They were clearly different from ordinary cultivators' wind blade techniques.

Their target was naturally the giant net made of sword threads, trying to cut through it.

Soon, clattering sounds filled his ears as all the wind blades were repelled.

Pfft, these sword threads had transformed from the Nine Palace Swift Sword and were Lin Xuan's life-bound treasure. They wouldn't be easily destroyed despite the countless precious treasures he spent on them.

The opponent's idea was good, but they underestimated him too much.

Of course, saying it had no effect would be an exaggeration. At least, the speed at which the giant net fell was slightly impeded.

But Lin Xuan wasn't concerned about that. He took a deep breath and poured all his magical power into the Nine Palace Swift Sword.

"Quack!"

An annoying sound entered his ears as he raised his head to see the nine fierce birds' faces filled with coldness. Then, several of their sharp claws lightly grabbed at the void.

Sss…

A pair of green claws suddenly appeared in mid-air, over a hundred feet long and seemingly made of steel. They swooped down like lightning, grabbing both ends of the giant net.

The sharpness of the Nine Palace Swift Sword was well-known, but it couldn't do much against those claws for now.

Then, a sinister expression flashed across the bird's face as a divine念 emerged. The claws tried to tear apart the sword net with force, seemingly wanting to destroy it completely.

Creaking sounds filled his ears, and Lin Xuan felt more than alarmed.

Indeed, just as he had predicted, this strange bird wasn't merely formed by tribulation clouds mixed with primordial energy; it seemed to have a high degree of intelligence.

If the previous was speculation, at this moment, Lin Xuan could almost be certain that the fierce bird in front of him had some connection to the legendary nine-headed bird.

Overcoming this crisis would indeed not be easy.

Lin Xuan sighed but heard tearing sounds enter his ears.

Could it…

He raised his head in surprise and saw the giant net transformed by the Nine Palace Swift Sword truly torn apart.

Accursed, even his life-bound treasure couldn't withstand it. How powerful was this guy?

Lin Xuan was shocked as he saw the two greenish-gray claws move slightly. Instantly, intense light shot out from them, countless emerald-green claw rays shooting towards him.

The speed was so fast that Lin Xuan didn't have time to dodge. However, his face showed no signs of panic. The Spirit Cauldron appeared before him, capable of instantly casting ancient powerful spells.

Lin Xuan raised his right hand and pointed at the front.

A blue glow flashed as a vast aura emerged. A thick water curtain enveloped Lin Xuan's entire body in front of him.

In the next moment, countless claw rays fiercely struck it. In an instant, patches of green light exploded on its surface, like raindrops hitting banana leaves, making loud cracking sounds. Although the blue water curtain was formidable, it violently wavered and showed signs of strain.

Lin Xuan's eyebrows furrowed as these emerald-green claw rays were far more powerful than he had anticipated. There was no time to consider now.

In the next moment, the water curtain broke like a bubble.

Lin Xuan sighed, no longer hesitating. He recited a spell and pressed his hand towards the treasure before him.

Although this treasure wasn't an innate object, its defensive power among postnatal treasures should be top-notch.

With all his magical power poured in, the inkstone began to spin rapidly. A scent of ink filled the air as black mist enveloped Lin Xuan.

The blue water curtain was just a spell and couldn't match the durability of the treasure before him in terms of defense.

The entire process happened quickly. The blue water curtain broke like a bubble. However, many claw rays were consumed, and the remaining ones still struck the Azure Turtle True Spirit Inkstone with great force.

Black mist surged, but this time, it didn't destroy Lin Xuan's treasure. Despite the twists and turns, he finally turned danger into safety.

Anger flashed across the nine-headed bird's face as this little guy was much more troublesome than expected. However, just when all its attention was focused on Lin Xuan, the torn net silently floated in front of it.

Sss…

The already broken net suddenly melted away, and intense light shone as countless sword threads rolled out.

In an instant, hundreds of sword threads appeared, vividly colorful.

"Break!"

Lin Xuan raised his right hand and pointed at the front.

Instantly, the myriad sword threads interwove and pierced through the air, cutting towards the opponent.!!!

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