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第三百二十章 画卷

Zhuang!

A flag array flew back into Lin Xuan's hand. The mist swirled, then parted to reveal the scene in the middle.

Lei Hong was taken aback and snorted as he retracted his Heaven-Flipping Seal artifact.

A man and a woman came into view.

The man looked to be around twenty years old, with an ordinary appearance that would easily blend into a crowd. However, his cultivation level wasn't weak; he had already reached the early stage of Condensation Core.

Lei Hong's eyes narrowed, but quickly returned to indifference as the other party appeared pale and listless, clearly having suffered significant damage to their essence energy.

His gaze then shifted to the young woman beside him. With a mental scan, Lei Hong's eyes suddenly lit up with surprise.

This girl was indeed a Yin Soul Body, and it was evident that she practiced ghost cultivation techniques. She had reached the late stage of Foundation Establishment.

What an excellent ghost servant!

In the cultivation world, such servants were far more precious than spirit beasts.

Heaven favored him; he really did pick up a treasure this time.

Lei Hong's joy turned into a look of ill will as he looked at Lin Xuan. A chill of murderous intent emanated from his body.

To seize the ghost servant, one must first eliminate its master.

Just as he was about to act, Lin Xuan turned and met his gaze with a hint of mockery: "So, friend, you want to kill and snatch treasure without even asking my identity?"

"Hmph. What's there to ask? You set up such an eerie array, so you must be a魔修无疑. The saying goes that right and wrong cannot coexist; it is perfectly natural for me to strike."

"Perfectly natural?" Lin Xuan sneered. "Just because of this array, how can you determine I am a魔修? Just an excuse to snatch treasure. But never mind. If you wish to go west, I will send you on your way."

Lei Hong was taken aback by Lin Xuan's words and felt something wasn't right. The other party had a big mouth, but he might just be bluffing.

"Are you afraid of speaking with the wind? You're only an early-stage Condensation Core cultivator, and your essence energy is severely damaged. How dare you speak to me like this?"

"Do you not believe it? Try me!"

Lin Xuan snapped his fingers, and a green thread flew out from his storage bag, darting towards Lei Hong with incredible speed.

"Fly needle artifact?"

Lei Hong's face changed. Such fly needle artifacts were difficult to forge due to their tiny size but often possessed special abilities, making them formidable.

Moreover, what he saw wasn't just any ordinary item; it was an ancient treasure from the ancient era.

Ancient cultivators had vast powers and their treasures often outmatched those of modern cultivators in terms of power.

However, such ancient treasures were scarce. Few early-stage Condensation Core cultivators possessed them, let alone seen them.

The young man's first move was a rare ancient fly needle artifact; how could this not shock Lei Hong?

His contempt vanished as he faced the enemy with trepidation. He opened his mouth and spat out a short sword, barely a foot long, thick at the back and thin at the edge, with countless strange inscriptions carved on the handle.

Lei Hong's hands moved swiftly, injecting a spell into the sword. The blade whistled as it transformed into a red light, slicing through the air.

Instantly, clashing sounds of metal filled the area, red and green lights intertwined in fierce combat, scattering essence energy like rain.

Lei Hong let out a sigh of relief. As long as he could suppress the other party's ancient treasure, an early-stage Condensation Core cultivator posed no real threat. He sneered and was about to use another method when Lin Xuan already activated the Divine Flame God Pearl.

"Eh, what is this?"

Lei Hong's expression changed in surprise. He carefully examined the dragon-eyed-sized pearl on Lin Xuan's chest, his face darkening with worry.

Another ancient treasure!

Who could this boy be? Most late-stage Condensation Core cultivators had only one such treasure. How...

Could he be a descendant of some old Immortal?

From Lin Xuan's use of the Green Scale Needle technique, Lei Hong could tell it was genuine Daoist divine arts. The excuse about being a魔修 naturally fell apart, but he didn't stop.

His original goal was to kill and snatch treasure; now that he had started, he couldn't afford to give up. Especially if Lin Xuan's identity might be significant, he must do his utmost to eliminate him before any future troubles.

Lin Xuan knew nothing of Lei Hong's thoughts, but he didn't need to overthink it. Although helping Yue'er heal had severely damaged his essence energy, Lin Xuan's magical power was far purer than that of a peer, and with numerous treasures at his disposal, he still had the upper hand against this mid-stage Condensation Core cultivator.

He who does not attack first will be attacked later; since the other party harbored ill intentions, he would retaliate tenfold.

The Divine Flame God Pearl hung above Lin Xuan's head. He snapped his fingers, and a flame shot out from his fingertips into the pearl.

A golden flame burst forth, turning into a sea of fire in an instant.

"Du!"

Lin Xuan's voice was clear as he chanted. Dozens of giant snakes formed from flames, each about the size of a water bucket, surged through the fiery sea and charged at Lei Hong with terrifying force.

Lei Hong was startled but quickly regained his composure. He tapped his storage bag, pulling out a scroll.

He carefully unfurled it to reveal an ancient-looking painting.

The background showed a vast ocean, and in the sky above the sea, a dragon soared—no, not quite; although similar, there were subtle differences. It was likely a vicious water monster.

"What is this?"

Lin Xuan's face showed confusion. This object didn't seem like an artifact but moved with incredible vitality. Could it be some unknown treasure of cultivation?

Though he had never seen it before and couldn't recognize it, for some reason, Lin Xuan felt a familiar connection to the item, as if it was related to something he had used.

Lin Xuan's heart tightened, but he quickly dismissed his doubts. Regardless of what it was, he would eliminate this person first.

With that thought, more magical power flowed into the Divine Flame God Pearl.

Swoosh! Swoosh!

Firebirds also formed in the fiery sea, each with a wingspan nearly two meters long, resembling vultures.

"Go!"

The firebirds screeched as they followed the snakes and flew towards their opponent.

Despite such terrifying attacks, Lei Hong remained indifferent. A look of arrogance appeared on his face.

He held the scroll horizontally before him and cast a spell upon it.

The entire painting trembled slightly, blue light emanating from its center, spreading outward with immense essence energy.

"What is this?"

In the sky, essence energy gathered into visible droplets that rushed into the painting.

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