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第三千零一十八章 须臾洞天图

Lin Xuan was surprised, but such an expression only flashed by for a moment before he quickly regained his composure. He turned his head and surveyed the surrounding cultivators.

His gaze wasn't sharp, and there was no terrifying aura emanating from him. However, as soon as anyone made eye contact with him, all the cultivators present felt an intense sense of unease, as if they had been thoroughly exposed by him.

Lower-ranking cultivators were relatively better off.

Their realms were too low to discern much beyond recognizing this mysterious newcomer as a high-ranking cultivator. The exact level was unclear and confusing.

After all, there were so many elders around, including even the ancestral patriarch himself. This was a cultivator of the realm of spirit division, a legendary existence. With him present here, what could they possibly fear?

Thus, while some felt uneasy, their curiosity was more prominent. Many faces showed excitement; such an event was rare for them.

They were indeed lucky to finally have a chance to broaden their horizons.

The young and inexperienced didn't hesitate, even thinking that the higher-ranking cultivators supporting their family could handle it.

However, things weren't as simple as they seemed.

While the younger ones were filled with excitement, the high-ranking cultivators who relied on them for support were silently groaning. The more advanced in cultivation, the more uneasy they felt.

They couldn’t sense the realm of this mysterious youth at all. There was only one possibility: his strength far surpassed theirs. Only such a significant difference could prevent him from revealing his realm.

Could it be...

The cultivators began to speculate but dared not guess wildly. The only comfort was that the ancestral patriarch was present; otherwise, they might have fled in panic.

After all, in the world of cultivation, there were countless examples of disputes turning into fights without warning. They wouldn’t dare face such a terrifying old monster on their own.

Knowing that祸 from口出, silence became their best choice.

But Lin Xuan still had matters to attend to.

He raised his right hand and lightly swept his sleeve, sending out a dazzling light. The vibrant glow enveloped the deep vortex in mid-air.

Without further action, he simply cast a spell, and the light shrank visibly before retracting into his hand, revealing a scroll.

No, not a scroll; it was more like an animated painting.

Above were depicted mountains, vast grasslands, and a towering stone temple on the plains.

A moment of Heaven’s Palace!

This was the spatial treasure owned by Elder Green Face. No wonder its area was so expansive, with abundant spiritual energy.

Heaven’s Palace Scroll was indeed one of the finest among spatial treasures.

His luck was truly good.

Lin Xuan smiled and casually stowed it away in his waist pouch.

Then he turned his gaze back to the cultivators present, this time much more piercing. Those who met his gaze felt a chill down their spines.

"Ah?"

But when Lin Xuan’s gaze landed on the young woman in green, his expression showed surprise.

Doubt lingered in his eyes, refusing to be dispelled. Despite being only a low-ranking disciple of the flexible spirit period, she had caught his attention significantly.

This would likely be met with disbelief if anyone were to hear about it.

But at that moment, a long laugh echoed: "Which friend has arrived here? Lu hereby apologizes for not greeting you properly."

Before the words left his mouth, a magnificent chariot appeared in the distance. It was several dozen feet long, exquisitely beautiful and seemingly made of some special material. Not only did it emit a faint fragrance, but its surface also shimmered with spiritual energy.

The steeds pulling the chariot had wings on their backs, neither lions nor tigers, and their spiritual pressure rivaled that of the separation realm. Their abilities were clearly formidable as well.

Using such spiritual beasts to pull a chariot indicated the high status of the cultivator inside.

"Ancestor!"

The faces of the cultivators lit up with excitement.

Of course, this was the only patriarch elder in the family.

He had originally intended to personally witness the competition but found little interest in such low-level conflicts. Given his temporary affairs, he left halfway and instructed that the victor could bring the prize back to his cave abode for some rewards.

He wasn’t planning on taking a disciple; that old man was mistaken. After all, a cultivator of spirit division realm would only consider taking disciples from separation realm onwards. A mere flexible spirit period youth, even if they performed exceptionally well, wouldn't catch his attention.

Little did he know, just as he left, Lin Xuan appeared.

While there were several high-ranking cultivators present in the family, none could discern Lin Xuan’s true strength.

Anxiously, they had no choice but to send out a distress signal to their patriarch elder.

Upon receiving the distress call, the patriarch elder was also taken aback. He had just left and something happened on his side; this was too coincidental.

But he couldn’t afford any carelessness.

The main hall meant everything to a sect, so no detail could be overlooked. With his high status as the patriarch elder, he quickly arrived.

The chariot moved at an incredible speed, appearing in front of them before vanishing into the light. A middle-aged man dressed in scholar’s robes appeared.

His presence was formidable and his spiritual pressure subtle yet profound—this was indeed their only patriarch elder.

He wore a smile, his demeanor calm and composed, indicating he had experienced many significant events.

"Greetings, Ancestor!"

The cultivators present were visibly excited; the patriarch elder was revered. Apart from the family head and several Grand Daoists, few others got to see him.

Especially for lower-ranking cultivators, he was a legendary figure they admired.

Now given this rare opportunity to interact closely, how could their hearts not be filled with excitement?

But what followed left them speechless.

The middle-aged scholar appeared calm on the surface but was far from relaxed. He stepped out of the chariot and immediately released his divine sense to scan Lin Xuan.

This was a routine action, but after probing, his expression changed drastically.

Shock, disbelief—seeming to doubt he had made a mistake, he quickly sent out his divine sense again...

This time, the result was unequivocal. Deeply unfathomable; he couldn’t discern the other’s realm at all.

"Senior is a cultivation practitioner who has passed through tribulation?"

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