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"Bad!"

Qingyan Zunzheng was shocked, but he had no time to dodge. Lin Xuan's combat experience was incredibly rich; this attack came at the moment when his current strength was waning and new power hadn't yet replenished.

The timing was perfect. The yuanxian on his face was filled with malice, but it could only watch helplessly as he was ensnared by a fishing net.

However, he wouldn't surrender easily. In his arms, he clutched a round gem the size of a dragon's eye, its surface radiating silver patterns. No one knew what kind of precious treasure this might be.

"Exhale!"

A soft exclamation entered Lin Xuan's ears as Qingyan Zunzheng's yuanxian opened its mouth and emitted a burst of green light, expelling his innate primordial fire.

This fire had the same effect as innate primordial energy—it diminished with use. Its weakness was obvious, but its power was formidable nonetheless.

The moment this fire touched the round gem, it was immediately drawn in like a stone thrown into deep water.

Then, the gem flickered between bright and dim light, transforming into a sword about a foot long.

"Break!"

A technique was cast by the yuanxian, and all of its essence energy poured into the sword without reservation. The sky seemed to distort as Lin Xuan sensed an aura of法则 power emanating from this treasure.

The sword shone brightly, slicing forward with ferocity.

This attack left no room for sparing; it aimed to break free from the net. How could he bear being captured by Lin Xuan alive?

The green light transformed into a foot-long beam of light, heavy and dense. The sound of teeth grinding echoed as it cut through the tightly woven fishing net.

The yuanxian was elated but didn't hesitate. It turned swiftly, becoming a ball of black energy, ready to escape through the hole.

But that wasn't so easy. Lin Xuan wouldn’t let this cooked duck fly away from his sight.

No additional movements were seen as silver light suddenly brightened in mid-air. Fine silver threads rolled out one after another, quickly sealing the hole.

The yuanxian was both angry and frustrated. It hadn't given up on its last chance for escape, spewing more of its innate primordial fire. The sword's brilliance increased, but it was too late.

After slicing through over a dozen sword threads and advancing several feet, it finally collapsed with a tearing sound, reverting to the round gem. Its surface was cracked, and its light dimmed to an almost invisible state.

"Phew..."

As the gem shattered, so did the yuanxian's mouth open wide, spewing blood. This might not be his innate treasure, but there was still some mental connection.

Lin Xuan wouldn't let this opportunity slip away. The fishing net shrank and tightly bound him.

Despite his efforts, he couldn't escape Lin Xuan’s hands.

"Friend, spare my life! It's all my fault; please have mercy on me. If you spare my life, I will offer all the treasures I've collected in my lifetime to you. You wanted to know about that bracelet? I won’t hold back—everything I know, I’ll tell you without reservation. You can ask me anything about your doubts. And I'll share my million-year cultivation insights with you. Although you are powerful, you just advanced recently; my experience will be of great help..."

Lin Xuan's face remained calm.

"Too late to regret!"

A hint of mockery flashed at the corner of his mouth.

No matter how eloquent he was, Lin Xuan wouldn't be deceived by his words. Having broken their facade, there was no intention of sparing him.

He waved his sleeve and the silver fishing net returned.

Lin Xuan didn’t waste a word; he cast several techniques from his fingertips, all disappearing into the other's body.

Then, with a raised hand, silver light shone as the seamless net vanished. In its place were numerous Nine Palaces Musty Swords.

But the yuanxian remained immobile. The techniques had already sealed his essence energy. Fear was etched on his face as he tried to beg for mercy, but Lin Xuan no longer cared.

He waved his sleeve again and a patch of green clouds emerged from his sleeves, enveloping him!

Lin Xuan resolutely employed the soul-searching technique.

This process was complex; after all, this opponent was a cultivator who had passed through tribulation. Fortunately, Lin Xuan's divine sense far surpassed that of his peers, but it still took some effort.

After a meal’s time, Lin Xuan's fire light illuminated as he turned the yuanxian into nothingness. There would be no more Qingyan Zunzheng in this world.

"Turns out it was Ice Soul Saint."

Lin Xuan furrowed his brows, showing surprise on his face.

Although he had guessed that the bracelet was a precious treasure, involving Ice Soul was still unexpected. The plot to travel through Lingbo Valley back then was orchestrated by Ice Soul; how could this be? He had gone through so much effort just to bring an avatar here. Was it all because of the bracelet? What secrets lay hidden between them?

Unfortunately, Qingyan Zunzheng, although involved in the matter years ago, was merely a pawn used by Ice Soul. Apart from some promises, he knew nothing. The tragedy was that without finding the bracelet, Ice Soul had broken her word.

Qingyan Zunzheng was extremely resentful but the cultivation world valued strength above all else. He miscalculated Ice Soul's avatar’s power and tried to seek justice, only to end up severely injured.

"Of course I thought this guy was overrated; he’s still recovering from his injuries."

Lin Xuan muttered, but the worry in his brows didn't diminish.

Through soul-searching, Lin Xuan found no answers. Instead, new worries multiplied, but not entirely without gain. At least he had discovered a way to leave this lost plane.

Ice Soul knew that; otherwise, she wouldn’t have sent an avatar here. If she succeeded in obtaining the bracelet and couldn't leave, it would be too absurd.

Thus, Lin Xuan believed Ice Soul hadn't lied about her ability to leave if he wished. This information was crucial for him.

But how to obtain this information wasn't easy. He and Ice Soul were enemies, not friends; going to ask wouldn’t work.

He had no choice but to act.

However, Lin Xuan wasn't entirely confident. Although he had advanced to the tribulation period, Ice Soul’s avatar far surpassed his peers in power.

The outcome of their confrontation was uncertain.

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