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第两千九百八十二章 斗智斗勇

These immortal swords, though not as powerful as his innate treasures, still boasted formidable abilities. With so many of them, they could certainly inflict significant damage on the opponent.

The immortal sword pierced through the air, but Lin Xuan's attack was far from over. He raised his right hand, and a flame the size of an egg leaped out from his palm.

The five-colored crystal emitted a fearsome aura that made one’s heart tremble.

"Quickly!"

Lin Xuan pointed his finger forward. The flame swelled as it met the wind, then transformed into a vivid phoenix.

With a length of over ten feet, the phoenix was covered in shimmering spirit light. Lin Xuan spat out some of his refined blood onto it.

Boom!

The phoenix exploded into a cloud of blood and merged with the sky. Suddenly, an incredible scene unfolded before their eyes.

Just like adding the finishing touch to a painting, the phoenix’s eyes lit up. With a flapping of its wings, a clear and resonant sound echoed, giving off the aura of a king among birds.

The original phoenix was just an illusion created by Phantasmal Heavenly Fire. Now, it seemed to have been imbued with life.

To reach this level, mere Phantasmal Heavenly Fire wasn’t enough. Lin Xuan tried fusing his technique with true spirit, adding the refined blood of a real phoenix he had transformed into.

This was not a secret art from the Moonlight Heaven Witch Art, but something Lin Xuan created after studying it himself.

There was no need to be surprised; given his current strength, inventing new techniques was perfectly normal. As they say, like adding wings to a tiger, Phantasmal Heavenly Fire was already one of Lin Xuan’s most powerful techniques. With the help of Celestial Phoenix Spirit Blood, its power had greatly increased.

The phoenix's cry echoed through the sky as it led a fiery charge towards the enemy.

Boom!

A deafening explosion filled their ears. The sky was lit up with sword lights and lightning, the terrifying force causing the entire void to collapse.

Strong winds swept everywhere. Lin Xuan’s combined attack from his various treasures might not match the Five Dragon Seal, but its power was certainly formidable.

Even a veteran at the Tribulation Transcending stage would likely fall if hit by such an assault.

However, one couldn’t predict what would happen with that nine-headed bird. The final outcome remained uncertain.

Lin Xuan’s eyes narrowed as the terrifying aftereffects of his attack dissipated. The large figure of the nine-headed bird came into view.

It was smaller than before, and its spirit light had dimmed significantly.

His guess was correct; each hit consumed some of the creature's spiritual energy. He only needed to exhaust it completely to win.

The previous attacks seemed effective. Continuing would be the best choice.

With a flick of his sleeve, Lin Xuan prepared to summon another treasure, but at that moment, the bird’s eyes glowed. With a flapping of its wings, the edges of the wings transformed into blades, producing a series of clinking sounds as the sword threads were cut through.

"Little guy, I’ll extract your soul and refine it!"

The bird spoke in human language, leaving Lin Xuan speechless. Although he expected this creature to be intelligent, actually speaking was unexpected.

Sizzle…

The situation worsened. The bird’s six massive claws swung wildly, releasing countless dark gray claws that seemed unremarkable at first but quickly cut the sword threads into pieces.

Puff!

Lin Xuan spat out a mouthful of blood as his innate treasure was destroyed. The bird was delighted and flew towards him with its wings, intending to devour the young man alive. However, Lin Xuan’s expression turned sly just before the bird reached him.

At only a few thousand feet apart, for their level, it would be an instant dash.

Lin Xuan had no time to dodge. The bird was already close.

Lin Xuan showed signs of panic on his face.

"Kid, die!"

"Not so fast. It’s still uncertain who will win."

Panic left Lin Xuan’s face as he replaced it with a grin.

"What?"

The bird sensed something amiss but had no time to react. Lin Xuan raised his right hand, and the light shone brightly. A short sword about a foot long shot out from his sleeve.

Lin Xuan grabbed it, took a deep breath, and infused his power into it. Instantly, fierce light erupted as the Four Symbols—Qinglong (Green Dragon), Baihu (White Tiger), Zhuque (Red Bird), and Xuanwu (Black Tortoise)—emerged, their forms becoming clearer and more aggressive.

Despite their different natures, working together was a spectacle that left one speechless. However, the bird remained calm; this was just his backup plan. With such an approach, he thought it would be easy to block him.

Withdrawing some spiritual energy, the bird sped up even more.

Suddenly, something unexpected happened. A flash of light revealed that the fragments of the Nine Palaces Sword had reappeared around the bird and gathered in the center. Various ancient and intricate runes appeared before their eyes.

As these runes dispersed, a hundred-foot-long immortal sword emerged, thin as a cicada’s wing, with silver light radiating from it, causing one to shudder.

Great Sword Technique!

Even an Immortal Core cultivator could perform this technique, but what Lin Xuan wielded now was clearly different.

This time, the bird finally showed signs of panic.

How was that possible?

His opponent's innate treasure had just been destroyed; how could it reappear? There was no time to think about it further.

In a battle between experts, intelligence was as important as strength. This was what they meant by outsmarting rather than overpowering.

After painstakingly luring the bird into his trap, Lin Xuan wouldn’t let it escape easily.

The outcome hung in the balance!

Lin Xuan raised his head and the jade bottle slid from his sleeve. Without hesitation, he swallowed a drop of ten-thousand-year-old spirit milk, reviving his nearly depleted power from his dantian.

Without delay, he infused more power into his treasure before him.

Sizzle…

Perhaps due to too much energy being injected at once, cracks appeared on the surface of the Soul-Sucking Sword. Lin Xuan’s eyebrows twitched but he ignored it; this was a critical moment for victory or defeat.

With a loud shout, his power flowed like a flood.

Whizzing sounds filled their ears as the cracks spread across the sword's surface like spider webs, growing more numerous…

By the end of this attack, even if the treasure didn’t turn to scrap metal, its spirit would be greatly diminished.

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(To be continued)

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