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第三千零八章 须臾空间

The valley wasn't particularly expansive. From a glance, there was nothing remarkable about it. However, the mountains on both sides were still lush and green, teeming with all sorts of flowers and plants.

The aura of qi here was decent enough, but this place didn’t stand out much compared to other areas. The entire Reikong Island had an exceptionally fine spirit vein, so there wasn't anything special about it.

In short, it was ordinary.

What made this place unique was its unremarkable nature itself.

If other cultivators came here, they would likely ignore it without a second thought.

Even Lin Xuan only discovered the valley's peculiarity after considerable effort. He had far superior divine sense compared to his peers, otherwise, an ordinary first-stage cultivation survivor might not have noticed those subtle spatial fluctuations at all.

Upon arriving in the valley, Lin Xuan’s expression remained calm and composed, but his gaze gradually sharpened. He took a deep breath, and silver light began to flicker in his eyes.

Lin Xuan's current strength was far beyond what it used to be. Although the Heavenly Phoenix Divine Eye technique couldn't match the true spirit phoenix itself, its effects were still incredibly mysterious.

In this world, few illusions or spatial restrictions could remain undetected. The subtle and mysterious spatial fluctuations before him became visible under the divine eye’s mystic power.

After a moment, the silver light in Lin Xuan's eyes faded. He raised his right hand, gathering a powerful ball of essence qi in his palm.

A layer upon layer of intricate patterns emerged from the shimmering light. Without further action, he shook his hand, and the essence qi seemed to be compressed by some mysterious force, beginning to deform and transform.

Soon, a wind blade about a foot long appeared, surrounded by countless tiny talismans that rotated and flickered.

"Quickly!"

Lin Xuan pointed his finger forward. The wind blade flashed, shooting towards the top of the valley.

There was no sound of breaking the air, but its speed didn't seem particularly impressive either.

This was just an illusion; the attack concealed spatial laws, crossing dozens of feet in a blink.

"Puff..."

The wind blade struck what seemed to be nothing, yet a dull thud echoed into Lin Xuan’s ears.

Following this, a layer of green light enveloped the area. A swirling vortex suddenly appeared before his eyes, about ten feet in diameter. It emitted spatial power, appearing deep and intimidating.

Spatial Vortex!

Most cultivators would likely conclude that it was indeed a spatial vortex.

However, Lin Xuan knew better than to be fooled by such tricks. Even if it were a spatial vortex, he wouldn’t hesitate or fear.

Knowing his own strength, Lin Xuan sneered as he stepped into the dark vortex.

The essence qi flashed, and Lin Xuan vanished from sight. More astonishingly, the vortex flickered and slowly shrunk until it disappeared.

The valley was still the same, restored to its peaceful state as if nothing had happened.

A dizzying sensation washed over him, as though he had just undergone a long-distance teleportation.

This surprised Lin Xuan, so when his figure appeared, he immediately activated a defensive treasure without hesitation.

In the perilous world of cultivation, the Venerable Pure Beauty was known for her cunning and suspicion. Who knew if she had set up any traps on the other side? Lin Xuan wouldn’t be careless.

Fortunately, no attack materialized as expected. He found himself standing in front of a stone pavilion, indeed atop a teleportation array.

Lin Xuan rubbed his forehead. This spatial treasure truly had its mysteries. Then he turned to survey the surroundings.

The stone pavilion was grand and imposing, exuding an aura of primitive wilderness. Carvings of birds, beasts, insects, and fish adorned the walls around it. However, Lin Xuan couldn’t discern their meaning, only deducing that this spatial treasure wasn't crafted by Venerable Pure Beauty herself but likely passed down from ancient times.

Lin Xuan didn’t linger in the stone pavilion; instead, he stepped out into the valley.

What met his eyes was a much larger expanse of land. Between two rolling mountains lay a small meadow, and atop this meadow stood the grand stone pavilion.

However, what surprised Lin Xuan wasn't this.

It was the sheer density of qi here, reaching an almost unbelievable level. While not as rich as the Adeva or hell-being Palace in Spirit Wave Valley, it certainly rivaled the Penglai Immortal Island of True Dragon Realm.

"This momentary space is indeed a perfect place for cultivation," Lin Xuan murmured to himself. This was an unexpected bonus; once he eliminated Venerable Pure Beauty, this treasure would naturally become his.

But where could that old fellow be now? Given the circumstances, it was impossible for him not to sense Lin Xuan’s presence.

Lin Xuan pondered this as...

...Meanwhile, in a secret chamber deep within the valley, an elderly man dressed in green robes sat cross-legged. He looked old, but his black hair and beard remained dark. His face showed wrinkles that seemed to belong to someone in their seventies or eighties.

More strikingly, a faint green aura permeated his body, making him appear mysterious. If Lin Xuan’s deduction was correct, this aura had something to do with the cultivation technique he practiced.

However, upon closer inspection, one could see that his complexion was slightly grayish and his breathing was rapid. This suggested he likely had injuries.

Sure enough, this man was Venerable Pure Beauty. As for those injuries, they were no surprise; they stemmed from a major grievance in her life.

As Lin Xuan suspected, while the lost spatial resources weren’t bad, compared to the Spirit Realm, they still fell short.

Especially for old monsters at the realm-crossing stage, suitable spirit medicines were few and far between. That’s why Venerable Pure Beauty chose to collaborate with Frost Soul. However, she was deceived by him.

Frost Soul, as a true demon progenitor, disregarded his identity and broke his word. Venerable Pure Beauty was both shocked and enraged; never in her life had someone treated her so poorly. She couldn’t let this insult go unavenged.

Though Frost Soul had a great reputation, he was just an incarnation here. Venerable Pure Beauty’s anger led to a disastrous outcome when she acted on it.

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