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第三千一百一十八章 太上长老

The entire process, though complex to describe, took only an instant.

In the blink of an eye, three Spirit Formation后期 cultivators had already been eliminated by Lin Xuan. The other elders from Sword Lake Palace naturally felt both shocked and angry. Fear was more prevalent among them.

After much effort, their cultivation levels were finally at this stage—no one wanted to fall. Each tried to use their most powerful techniques to escape faster, but it was all in vain.

With so many people, the directions they fled varied. Lin Xuan didn't have the power to eliminate everyone, but those he targeted found it extremely difficult to escape once locked onto by him.

This time, Lin Xuan chose a cultivator who was farther away. It was an elderly man with a demeanor of a Taoist sage, roughly a thousand miles distant.

Choosing this target wasn’t because there were no other Spirit Formation cultivators nearby; rather, the old man was familiar to Lin Xuan. His senior sister had provided some clues before they arrived at Sword Lake Palace, and one of these clues was an jade cylinder containing information about important figures in the palace.

The identities of the two new Supreme Elders weren’t clear, but this old man’s name was well-known. He had been the headmaster of Sword Lake Palace over ten thousand years ago. His strength was extraordinary, and after so many years of cultivation, he could be considered a step away from the Transcendence Realm.

Compared to the Old Monstrous Heaven Saboteur, this man’s efforts were laughably insignificant—this guy had a good chance of advancing to the Transcendence Realm if given another opportunity. Moreover, not only was his strength formidable, but he also managed the sect with great skill, making him both brave and shrewd.

This man’s importance to Sword Lake Palace didn’t need to be said; he was one of Lin Xuan's targets. If this guy could be eliminated, the palace would surely fall into chaos.

Given the good fortune of encountering him here, Lin Xuan naturally wouldn't miss this opportunity. He decided to strike first.

With his mind made up, a spell was cast, and the Phoenix transformed from the Nine Palaces Sword once again manipulated spatial laws.

Just like before, the divine claws of the phoenix shattered through space, allowing Lin Xuan to enter via a spatial rift. In an instant, he crossed over a thousand miles and arrived beside the old man.

Unlike the three elders who had previously panicked, this Sword Lake Palace elder remained calm when Lin Xuan appeared. He didn't say anything.

Now, words were superfluous given their situation.

With a flick of his sleeves, golden light flashed as the elderly man made the first move. A gold-rimmed pen materialized.

Lin Xuan’s face showed surprise.

It was no wonder he was shocked. Sword Lake Palace focused on sword cultivation; even non-sword cultivators mostly used magical swords. How could this man be practicing Confucian techniques?

He wasn’t just any disciple but the headmaster himself.

However, despite his shock, Lin Xuan didn't hesitate. With a flap of the phoenix’s wings, a clear sound echoed as red light appeared. After circling and dancing, it was a Nine Palaces Sword that Lin Xuan summoned, slicing towards the old man's head with deceptive slowness but real speed.

Despite the old man’s reputation, Lin Xuan didn't underestimate him. The first move was a killing blow, even using his命魂 treasure. This technique had immense power; if the opponent were a Transcendence Realm monster, they could block it, but for a Spirit Formation cultivator, there was no way to resist.

Lin Xuan knew this well.

The elderly man’s calm demeanor vanished as despair appeared in his eyes. Suddenly, something unexpected happened.

As the Nine Palaces Sword's magnificent light seemed about to split him in two, a streak of startling red flew from the sky and struck with a flash, blocking the sword.

This sudden change caught Lin Xuan off guard. Clearly, a formidable opponent had arrived nearby.

Lin Xuan didn’t waste any more time. He no longer focused on his original target but turned his head to see space ripples as two figures appeared in his vision—a man and a woman.

The man was around thirty years old, handsome with the appearance of a nobleman. The woman next to him was younger, about twenty, with a beautiful face and dressed in white imperial robes.

Their spiritual pressure was concealed, but Lin Xuan could instantly discern their cultivation levels—early Transcendence Realm cultivators at the peak stage.

Their joint arrival made it clear who they were: the mysterious dual-cultivation couple of Sword Lake Palace. Legend had it that they excelled in coordinated attacks and even caused trouble for the Old Beast of Black Wind Valley.

Since the True Man Dragon’s joyous event and the disappearance of Supreme Master Ten Thousand Swords, Sword Lake Palace was on shaky ground. Their appearance turned a crisis into safety, making their strength obvious—Lin Xuan's only formidable enemy during this journey.

Lin Xuan had already caused chaos at the main headquarters, turning it upside down. Even the Ten Thousand Swords Diagram, an inherited treasure of the palace, became his possession. However, these mysterious dual-cultivators remained elusive. Lin Xuan almost doubted their existence but found them here just as he needed to confront them.

Lin Xuan sighed; this was a formidable opponent indeed. But his heart held no fear. If he could eliminate both of them here, the conflict between Cloud Concealing Sect and Sword Lake Palace would end. The victor didn't need much elaboration.

With this thought, Lin Xuan’s face remained calm, but deep in his eyes, a profound intent to kill emerged as he turned to examine these troublesome prey.

Meanwhile, the Spirit Formation elders of Sword Lake Palace noticed the nearby commotion.

In contrast to Lin Xuan's serious expression, they all showed immense joy. They had already lost three people, and no one could stop Lin Xuan. They felt like street rats, with their lives hanging by a thread. The appearance of two senior uncles brought hope at least for now.

The relief after surviving was palpable.

But the expressions of the man and woman were beyond ugly. They never imagined that after practicing secret techniques in seclusion, their sect would be in such a state when they emerged from their retreat.

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