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第三千一百一十六章 凤凰之威

The elder from Sword Lake Palace, upon realizing this, all showed a look of shock. This Lin Xuan was even more terrifying than imagined.

However, at that moment, they had no time to delve deeper into it.

The phoenix before them wasn't just impressive in its presence; the opponent must have some purpose in transforming their treasures into such forms. Regardless of what it was, escaping this place as soon as possible seemed wise.

Thus, the elders either cast spells or drove their treasures, making their遁光 (transcendent light) even faster.

While this plan might be sound, it also revealed their cultivation levels. Lin Xuan didn't need to release his divine consciousness to roughly determine which were late-stage cultivators.

After all, unless one had mastered the most advanced transcendent techniques, early-stage cultivators couldn’t match the speed of those in later stages.

Though not entirely accurate, this was generally true.

Lin Xuan’s gaze immediately fell on the fastest dozen or so遁光 (transcendent lights).

Although he had used the True Spirit Transforming Sword Art, a secret technique, Lin Xuan didn't have the confidence to eliminate all the near hundred late-stage cultivators present. However, he wouldn’t let go of the leading dozen late-stage cultivators.

If he could catch these later-stage cultivators in one fell swoop, Sword Lake Palace would suffer significant losses.

Lin Xuan’s strategy wasn’t perfect but was the best he could do at this moment.

He flashed and arrived above the phoenix's head. This wasn't truly the king of a hundred birds, yet its presence soared to new heights.

"Quickly!"

Lin Xuan pointed his finger forward. The phoenix raised its head, let out a loud cry that echoed for miles, then spread its wings and extended its talons toward the void.

A terrifying force of law spread out.

Space Law!

The sky turned pale instantly.

Then, a hundred-meter-long space rift appeared.

Without saying a word, the phoenix pulled Lin Xuan into it. The red figure vanished from sight.

...

However, in another place a thousand miles away,

a black-clad man was rushing forward, enveloped by fierce winds. His appearance was extremely rough, and his cultivation level was late-stage division spirit.

His surname was Wu. He had once argued with the woman in court attire, making him one of the elders from Sword Lake Palace.

He had never taken Cloud Concealing Sect seriously. However, Lin Xuan's display of great divine power utterly destroyed his confidence.

Not necessarily greedy or cowardly, but faced with such a formidable opponent, he no longer dared to fight. Together with his fellow disciples, they each displayed their abilities, hoping to escape far away.

Although Lin Xuan was an old ancestor at the tribulation stage, he was only one person and couldn’t do everything. Most of them still had a chance to survive.

The man’s speed wasn't particularly impressive; it was just average for late-stage division spirit cultivators. Many of his fellow disciples were in their early or middle stages. Initially, he thought he could escape but ended up becoming Lin Xuan's first target by sheer luck.

Sizzle...

Without any warning, a hundred-meter-long space rift appeared above him.

Then, red light flashed. The enormous phoenix came into view.

How is this possible?

The man was both shocked and angry, his face full of disbelief.

He knew that tribulation-stage beings could communicate with the laws of heaven and earth. However, the opponent was just an early-stage existence. He knew that among all the laws of nature, space law ranked high, so how could it be understood by this opponent?

In truth, his reasoning wasn’t entirely wrong.

Lin Xuan’s strength far surpassed those of his peers, but he hadn't mastered the space law either, let alone used it so effortlessly.

However, True Spirit Transforming Sword Art was one of the most powerful secret techniques in Moonlit Black Moon Sect. Based on Nine Palaces Momentary Sword, it drove the divine blood of the celestial phoenix to transform into this king of a hundred birds, which wasn’t just an ordinary transformation but had some of the phoenix’s abilities.

Since the phoenix could naturally control space law, even if this one couldn't master it perfectly, simply using it was no problem.

The man's face showed sheer terror. His arrogance and domineering nature vanished, replaced by a pale complexion.

"Senior, spare me!"

Even ants try to survive. Faced with such fear, the man couldn’t help but beg for mercy.

But it was useless. Lin Xuan wasn't a merciful cultivator; he had known this from the start. There was no turning back in the cultivation world; one must pay the price for their actions.

Lin Xuan ignored him and raised his right hand, spreading his fingers. A streak of green light shot out, transforming into several dazzling sword beams that struck forward.

The man's face turned pale instantly.

His eyes filled with fear to a degree beyond words. But he wouldn’t sit idly by; he stretched both hands and tapped his waist, producing five or six shields from his storage bag.

They spun around him, forming layers of defense.

No wonder Sword Lake Palace’s elders could produce so many defensive treasures in one move.

Unfortunately, it was useless. The sword beams merged into a single beam that struck hard.

Sizzle...

The sound of shattering echoed as the once-solid defenses crumbled instantly.

Fear spread across the man's face as blood splattered out. His head was already taken off.

The sword light remained glaring, and his essence body had no chance to escape either. Once Lin Xuan acted, he wouldn’t give him a chance for revenge.

This arrogant fellow had met his end; even one of Lin Xuan’s moves proved too much for him.

Around them, the cultivators were stunned.

They knew tribulation-stage old monsters were strong but never imagined they would be this powerful.

A thousand miles apart, he caught up in an instant.

One move and a tribulation-stage cultivator was killed; heaven or earth, what kind of existence was this?

Poor Sword Lake Palace’s cultivators had been terrified, but Lin Xuan wouldn’t show any mercy because these foolish fellows dared to provoke the might of the mountain.

Having killed the black-clad man, Lin Xuan turned his head and locked onto the nearest cultivator, an elderly woman with white hair, also at late-stage tribulation, only ten miles away.

This time, Lin Xuan didn’t need to use space law; even with True Spirit Transforming Sword Art’s assistance, it was still a significant expenditure of power.

Ten miles wasn't much for them. There was no need to do so.

"Fall!"

Lin Xuan pointed his finger forward. The phoenix's tail swayed, and several feathers shot out.

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