pò kōng shēng chuán rù ěr duǒ ， nà níng hòu de huǒ hóng sè jiàn qì jū rán bèi sī pò ， bù ， zhèng què de shuō shì rú qiè dòu fǔ ， cuī kū lā xiǔ bān de jiù bèi yín sè jiàn qì sī liè chéng liǎng bàn le 。
破空声传入耳朵，那凝hòu的火红sè剑气居然被撕破，不，正确的说是如切豆腐，摧枯拉朽般的就被银sè剑气撕裂成两半了。
The air-cutting sound entered Lin Xuan's ears. The凝固的火红色剑气 was actually torn apart, no, more accurately, it was like cutting through soft tofu; the silver-colored sword energy tore it into two halves with ease.
kàn shì bù kě sī yì ， qí shí què shì shùn lǐ chéng zhāng yǐ jí 。
看似不可思议，其实却是顺理成章以极。
Though this seemed impossible, it was indeed a natural progression. If one were to compare the spiritual force contained in both sword energies, the elder from Sword Lake Palace's would be more powerful. However, Lin Xuan’s had much purer essence. The saying "breaking the clumsy with cleverness" aptly described his technique.
rú guǒ dān shì bǐ jiào liǎng dào jiàn qì zhōng yùn hán de líng lì ， gù rán shì jiàn hú gōng zhǎng lǎo suǒ shī zhǎn de gèng jiā páng bó ， rán ér lín xuān zhè dào què yào jīng chún xǔ duō ， suǒ wèi yǐ qiǎo pò zhuō ， dà yuē jiù shì qián miàn zhè ge dào lǐ le 。
如果单是比较两道剑气中蕴含的灵力，固然是剑湖宫长老所施展的更加磅礴，然而林轩这道却要jīng纯许多，所谓以巧破拙，大约就是前面这个道理了。
Lin Xuan knew this well. This was why he only used the secret technique of transforming swords into threads at the last moment; his goal was to catch the opponent off guard. Otherwise, a head-on clash between two sword energies would be hard to predict who would win or lose.
zhè yì diǎn ， lín xuān xīn zhōng yǒu shù 。
这一点，林轩心中有数。
In other words, Lin Xuan’s victory came from both strategy and strength, neither could be missing.
zhè yě shì wèi shén me tā zài zuì hòu yí kè cái shī zhǎn chū huà jiàn wèi sī de mì shù 。
这也是为什么他在最后一刻才施展出化剑为丝的秘术。
With the situation changing in the storage area, Lin Xuan had already prepared his next move. However, the green-robed man's face showed no fear at all.
mù dì jiù shì yào ràng duì fāng fǎn yìng bù jí 。
目的就是要让对方反应不及。
Though the red sword energy was split into two halves, it did not stop its momentum; instead, it turned sharply and became two smaller sword energies that fell towards Lin Xuan.
fǒu zé liǎng dào jiàn qì duì hōng ， shuí shèng shuí fù ， hái zhēn shì bù tài shuō dé qīng chǔ 。
否则两道剑气对轰，谁胜谁负，还真是不太说得清楚。
Was this a suicide attack?
huàn jù huà shuō ， lín xuān néng yī zhāo shèng chū ， yě shì dòu zhì dòu lì de jié guǒ ， quē yī bù kě 。
换句话说，林轩能一招胜出，也是斗智斗力的结果，缺一不可。
Lin Xuan’s expression changed as he realized. Truly, even wise men can make mistakes; how could he forget that the man had already resolved to die? If his sword threads cut him, he would not survive, but those red sword energies were no pushovers either. If hit by them, he might be severely injured. Lin Xuan did not want a mutually destructive outcome.
biàn qǐ cāng chǔ ， lín xuān yǐ zài zhǔn bèi hòu zhe ， rán ér nà shī le xiān shǒu de qīng páo nán zi liǎn shàng què bìng méi yǒu bàn fēn wèi jù zhī sè。
变起仓储，林轩已在准备后着，然而那失了先手的青袍男子脸上却并没有半分畏惧之sè。
Mistaken move!
huǒ hóng sè de jiàn qì suī bèi sī liè chéng liǎng bàn ， rán ér qù shì què fēn háo tíng xiē zhī yì yě wú ， fǎn ér yí gè zhuǎn zhé ， huà wèi liǎng bǐng shāo xiǎo yì diǎn de jiàn qì xiàng zhe lín xuān pī luò 。
火红sè的剑气虽被撕裂成两半，然而去势却分毫停歇之意也无，反而一个转折，化为两柄稍小一点的剑气像着林轩劈落。
He who calculates others should also be calculated by them. This time, it was Lin Xuan who fell into the opponent’s trap.
tóng guī yú jìn de dǎ fǎ me ？
同归于尽的打法么？
Lin Xuan's heart filled with shock and anger as his eyes widened. Fortunately, he had faced countless life-and-death situations before; although the current situation was unfavorable, he could still dodge.
lín xuān hài rán shī sè， biǎo qíng yě yī xià zi biàn le 。
林轩骇然失sè，表情也一下子变了。
Now, there was no time to summon other treasures.
zhēn shì zhì zhě qiān lǜ bì yǒu yī shī ， zì jǐ zěn me wàng le zhè jiā huo yǐ méng sǐ zhì 。
真是智者千虑必有一失，自己怎么忘了这家伙已萌死志。
With a flick of his sleeves, the ghostly face vanished, but the illusory divine lightning remained in the sky, transforming into a giant snake several dozen feet long. Without hesitation, it opened its blood-filled maw and lunged forward.
ruò bèi zì jǐ de jiàn sī qiè zhòng ， tā gù rán bù néng huó ， rán ér nà liǎng dào huǒ hóng sè de jiàn qì ， yě bú shì chī sù de ， zì jǐ ruò bèi jī zhòng ， bù sǐ yě yào tuō céng pí ， lín xuān kě bù xiǎng yǔ duì fāng lái gè liǎng bài jù shāng de jié jú 。
若被自己的剑丝切中，他固然不能活，然而那两道火红sè的剑气，也不是吃素的，自己若被击中，不死也要脱层皮，林轩可不想与对方来个两败俱伤的结局。
This transformation technique was not particularly magical, but the illusory divine lightning had immense power.
shī cè ！
失策！
Lin Xuan's methods were far from over.
suàn rén zhě rén yì suàn zhī ， zhè yī cì ， què shì lín xuān bèi duì fāng de xiàn jǐng gěi rào le jìn qù 。
算人者人亦算之，这一次，却是林轩被对方的陷阱给绕了进去。
With his left hand, he cast several heart refinement techniques onto the Vermilion Bird Ring, producing a series of clinking sounds. As he moved, the ring transformed into countless rings, resembling raindrops in the air and falling towards the opponent.
lín xuān xīn zhōng jīng nù ， dèng dà le yǎn zhū hǎo zài tā jīng lì shēng sǐ chǎng miàn wú shù ， yǎn qián suī rán bù lì dàn huǎng shēn què bù zhì yú 。
林轩心中惊怒，瞪大了眼珠好在他经历生死场面无数，眼前虽然不利但晃身却不至于。
These were not ordinary treasures; they contained the soul essence of the true spirit phoenix. Even if their power did not match legendary先天 artifacts, it was still formidable. Lin Xuan spared no effort with this move.
zhè shí hòu ， zài jì chū bié de bǎo wù yǐ lái bù jí 。
这时候，再祭出别的宝物已来不及。
Facing such an enemy who had devoured the Spirit Eye Lake and possessed profound magical energy, Lin Xuan could not afford to hold back.
lín xuān shuāng shǒu yī cuō ， léi míng shēng dà zuò ， mò hēi sè de shǎn diàn huà zuò yī dào dào er bì cū de diàn hú suí hòu zài wǎng zhōng jiān yī hé ， yī zhāng guǐ liǎn fú xiàn ér chū ， nà guǐ liǎn tūn yún tǔ wù ， hěn kuài yí miàn miàn sì zhǎng dà xiǎo de dùn pái níng jié chéng le 。
林轩双手一搓，雷鸣声大做，墨黑sè的闪电化作一道道儿臂粗的电弧随后再往中间一合，一张鬼脸浮现而出，那鬼脸吞云吐雾，很快一面面巳掌大小的盾牌凝结成了。
Don’t underestimate those rings; even late-stage cultivators would dare not face one of them head-on, but there were thousands of them here.
mì mì má má ， bù mǎn le zhěng gè tiān mù 。
密密麻麻，布满了整个天幕。
"Ahh!"
huàn yīn shén léi zuò wèi xī rì zài xiū luó wáng de ná shǒu mì shù ， kě bù jǐn jǐn shì néng gòu fǔ shí dí rén bǎo wù nà me jiǎn dān de 。
幻yīn神雷做为昔rì再修罗王的拿手秘术，可不仅仅是能够腐蚀敌人宝物那么简单的。
A scream echoed as the green-robed man's left hand was drenched in blood. He had been injured by Lin Xuan’s sword threads technique. Seeing such a powerful treasure being used again, the man’s expression became even more resentful; he could not afford to lose.
níng jié chū lái de dùn pái ， tóng yàng fēi tóng xiǎo kě ， lín xuān rú jīn bù guò shì niú dāo xiǎo shì bà le 。
凝结出来的盾牌，同样非同小可，林轩如今不过是牛刀小试罢了。
With wide eyes, he shouted and struck his chest several times before pulling out a storage bracelet.
zhěng gè guò chéng shuō lái fán fù ， qí shí bù guò shùn xī de gōng fu 。
整个过程说来繁复，其实不过瞬息的功夫。
Pang!
hōng ！
轰！
The storage bracelet flew into the air, and a burst of light shattered it open. Lin Xuan was taken aback; although he had seen many things in his vast experience, such a scene was unprecedented.
jù xiǎng shēng dà zuò ， bǐ qíng tiān pī lì hái yào dòng rén xīn pò zhǐ jiàn tiān kōng zhōng hóng guāng hēi máng hù xiāng chuān suō ， jiàn qì zòng héng fēi wǔ rán ér shì tou què yuè lái yuè ruò ， zhōng yú bèi dǎng zhù 。
巨响声大做，比晴天霹雳还要动人心魄只见天空中红光黑芒互相穿梭，剑气纵横飞舞然而势头却越来越弱，终于被挡住。
What did the opponent intend?
lín xuān sōng le kǒu qì ， tā què shì dé lǐ bù ráo rén dì ， hǎo bù róng yì huà jiě wēi jī ， zì rán yào chèn shèng zhuī jī 。
林轩松了口气，他却是得理不饶人地，好不容易化解危机，自然要趁胜追击。
Before this thought could fully form, colorful spiritual lights flickered, revealing numerous divine swords. These swords varied greatly in length and design, with an astonishing number of them.
xiù páo yī fú ， nà guǐ liǎn xiāo shī le huàn yīn shén léi què yī jiù zài tiān kōng zhōng shǎn shuò ， níng jié chū yī shù zhàng zhǎng de jù mǎng lái le 。
袖袍一拂，那鬼脸消失了幻yīn神雷却依旧在天空中闪烁，凝结出一数丈长的巨蟒来了。
Lin Xuan's spiritual perception quickly counted nearly one million of them.
èr huà bù shuō ， zhāng kāi xuè pén fū kǒu ， jiù hěn hěn de xiàng qián pū qù le 。
二话不说，张开血盆夫口，就狠狠的向前扑去了。
Right, nearly one million.
zhè huà xíng zhī shù méi yǒu shén me shén qí ， dàn huàn yǐng shén léi kě shì wēi lì wú bǐ 。
这化形之术没有什么神奇，但幻影神雷可是威力无比。
If he wasn't so confident in his own spiritual perception, Lin Xuan would have doubted if he had counted correctly.
ér lín xuān de shǒu duàn ， zì rán bù zhǐ yú cǐ 。
而林轩的手段，自然不止于此。
How could the opponent summon such a large number of treasures at once?
zuǒ shǒu yì diǎn ， què shì yī lián shù dào fǎ jué dǎ xiàng le zhū què huán ， dīng dīng dāng dāng de shēng yīn chuán rù ěr duǒ ， suí zhe tā de dòng zuò ， zhū què huán zài qǐng kè zhī jiān ， jìng rán huà shēn wàn qiān ， wú shù huán yǐng zài xū kōng zhōng fú xiàn ， mì rú yǔ diǎn ， mǎo xiàng zhe duì fāng dǎ luò 。
左手一点，却是一连数道法诀打像了朱雀环，叮叮当当的声音传入耳朵，随着他的动作，朱雀环在顷刻之间，竟然化身万千，无数环影在虚空中浮现，密如雨点，冇向着对方打落。
Though Lin Xuan’s wealth was vast, it would be impossible to produce that many divine swords.
zhè kě bú shì pǔ tōng de bǎo wù ， lǐ miàn guā yìn yǒu zhēn líng zhū què de hún pò 。
这可不是普通的宝物，里面刮印有真灵朱雀的魂魄。
In other words, the opponent must have deliberately collected them and possibly even borrowed resources from their sect. Otherwise, with just his own efforts, he would not have obtained so many divine treasures.
ruò lùn wēi lì ， jiù suàn jí bù shàng chuán shuō zhōng de xiān tiān zhī wù ， yě jué bú huì xiāng chà tài duō ， lín xuān cǐ jǔ ， kě suàn fēn háo bǎo liú yě wú 。
若论威力，就算及不上传说中的先天之物，也绝不会相差太多，林轩此举，可算分毫保留也无。
Lin Xuan was startled but noticed that these divine swords varied in quality; most of them had dim spiritual lights, mere ordinary magical artifacts at best, with a significant number being spirit tools.
bì jìng yǎn qián zhī rén ， tūn shì le líng yǎn zhī hú ， fǎ lì zhī shēn hòu， hái yào shèng guò dù jié zhōng qī de lǎo guài wù ， miàn duì zhè zhǒng dí rén ， lín xuān zì rán bù gǎn cáng zhe yē zhe 。
毕竟眼前之人，吞噬了灵眼之湖，法力之深hòu，还要胜过渡劫中期的老怪物，面对这种敌人，林轩自然不敢藏着掖着。
Correct, spirit tools—weapons used by flexible spirit or foundation establishment stage cultivators. With the abundance of resources in the Spirit Realm, even impoverished independent cultivators could forge a magical artifact after condensing their golden cores.
bié xiǎo kàn nà yī dào dào huán yǐng ， jiù suàn shì fēn shén hòu qī de xiū xiān zhě ， yě jué bù gǎn yìng jiē qí zhōng zhī yī de ， ér yǎn qián què yǒu chéng qiān shàng wàn zhī duō 。
别小看那一道道环影，就算是分神后期的修仙者，也绝不敢硬接其中之一的，而眼前却有成千上万之多。
Here, most were spirit tools, but this was not unusual given the sheer number of divine swords—nearly one million. The Sword Lake Palace, though the top sect in Naga World, couldn’t produce so many magical artifacts without going bankrupt.
“ a ！”
“啊！”
However, among these swords, some had decent quality, ancient treasures, and a dozen or more divine swords with flickering light. If he hadn't been mistaken, they were probably primordial spirit treasures!
yī shēng cǎn jiào chuán rù ěr duǒ ， zhǐ jiàn nà qīng páo nán zi zuǒ shǒu xiān xuè lín lí ， què shì bèi lín xuān huà jiàn wèi sī de shén tōng suǒ shāng ， yǎn jiàn lín xuān yòu dé lǐ bù ráo rén de jì chū rú cǐ lì hài de bǎo wù ， zhè jiā huo liǎn shàng de biǎo qíng yuè fā yuàn dú ， tā dāng rán bù kě néng fú shū 。
一声惨叫传入耳朵，只见那青袍男子左手鲜血淋漓，却是被林轩化剑为丝的神通所伤，眼见林轩又得理不饶人的祭出如此厉害的宝物，这家伙脸上的表情越发怨毒，他当然不可能服输。
Of course, not all of them were先天 artifacts; postnatal spirit treasures still held considerable power.
chēng mù dà hē ， suí hòu yòu shǒu ， zài xiōng kǒu lián chuí shù xià ， yī bǎ jiāng chǔ wù dài zhāi xià 。
瞠目大喝，随后右手，在胸口连捶数下，一把将储物袋摘下。
This was unsurprising given the opponent's status as a渡劫 cultivator. Postnatal spirit treasures might not be particularly valuable or impressive, but Lin Xuan’s expression turned extremely serious. Given his status and strength, collecting so many divine swords wasn’t unusual.
“ pēng ！”
“嘭！”
But what was the point? Knowing that each use of a treasure, whether magical artifact or spiritual energy, consumed both mana and spiritual awareness.
chǔ wù dài fēi dào bàn kōng ， yī dào guāng xiá shǎn guò ， jū rán zì jǐ bào kāi le ， lín xuān yě bù yóu de yī è ， tā suī rán jiàn wén guǎng bó ， dàn zhè yàng de shì qíng yě bù céng jiàn guò 。
储物袋飞到半空，一道光霞闪过，居然自己爆开了，林轩也不由得一愕，他虽然见闻广博，但这样的事情也不曾见过。
A渡劫 cultivator indeed had boundless mana; controlling hundreds of magical artifacts at once was not uncommon. However, using nearly one million divine swords simultaneously to fight was unimaginable.
Snap!
The air-cutting sound entered Lin Xuan's ears. The凝固的火红色剑气 was actually torn apart, no, more accurately, it was like cutting through soft tofu; the silver-colored sword energy tore it into two halves with ease.
Though this seemed impossible, it was indeed a natural progression. If one were to compare the spiritual force contained in both sword energies, the elder from Sword Lake Palace's would be more powerful. However, Lin Xuan’s had much purer essence. The saying "breaking the clumsy with cleverness" aptly described his technique.
Lin Xuan knew this well. This was why he only used the secret technique of transforming swords into threads at the last moment; his goal was to catch the opponent off guard. Otherwise, a head-on clash between two sword energies would be hard to predict who would win or lose.
In other words, Lin Xuan’s victory came from both strategy and strength, neither could be missing.
With the situation changing in the storage area, Lin Xuan had already prepared his next move. However, the green-robed man's face showed no fear at all.
Though the red sword energy was split into two halves, it did not stop its momentum; instead, it turned sharply and became two smaller sword energies that fell towards Lin Xuan.
Was this a suicide attack?
Lin Xuan’s expression changed as he realized. Truly, even wise men can make mistakes; how could he forget that the man had already resolved to die? If his sword threads cut him, he would not survive, but those red sword energies were no pushovers either. If hit by them, he might be severely injured. Lin Xuan did not want a mutually destructive outcome.
Mistaken move!
He who calculates others should also be calculated by them. This time, it was Lin Xuan who fell into the opponent’s trap.
Lin Xuan's heart filled with shock and anger as his eyes widened. Fortunately, he had faced countless life-and-death situations before; although the current situation was unfavorable, he could still dodge.
Now, there was no time to summon other treasures.
With a flick of his sleeves, the ghostly face vanished, but the illusory divine lightning remained in the sky, transforming into a giant snake several dozen feet long. Without hesitation, it opened its blood-filled maw and lunged forward.
This transformation technique was not particularly magical, but the illusory divine lightning had immense power.
Lin Xuan's methods were far from over.
With his left hand, he cast several heart refinement techniques onto the Vermilion Bird Ring, producing a series of clinking sounds. As he moved, the ring transformed into countless rings, resembling raindrops in the air and falling towards the opponent.
These were not ordinary treasures; they contained the soul essence of the true spirit phoenix. Even if their power did not match legendary先天 artifacts, it was still formidable. Lin Xuan spared no effort with this move.
Facing such an enemy who had devoured the Spirit Eye Lake and possessed profound magical energy, Lin Xuan could not afford to hold back.
Don’t underestimate those rings; even late-stage cultivators would dare not face one of them head-on, but there were thousands of them here.
"Ahh!"
A scream echoed as the green-robed man's left hand was drenched in blood. He had been injured by Lin Xuan’s sword threads technique. Seeing such a powerful treasure being used again, the man’s expression became even more resentful; he could not afford to lose.
With wide eyes, he shouted and struck his chest several times before pulling out a storage bracelet.
Pang!
The storage bracelet flew into the air, and a burst of light shattered it open. Lin Xuan was taken aback; although he had seen many things in his vast experience, such a scene was unprecedented.
What did the opponent intend?
Before this thought could fully form, colorful spiritual lights flickered, revealing numerous divine swords. These swords varied greatly in length and design, with an astonishing number of them.
Lin Xuan's spiritual perception quickly counted nearly one million of them.
Right, nearly one million.
If he wasn't so confident in his own spiritual perception, Lin Xuan would have doubted if he had counted correctly.
How could the opponent summon such a large number of treasures at once?
Though Lin Xuan’s wealth was vast, it would be impossible to produce that many divine swords.
In other words, the opponent must have deliberately collected them and possibly even borrowed resources from their sect. Otherwise, with just his own efforts, he would not have obtained so many divine treasures.
Lin Xuan was startled but noticed that these divine swords varied in quality; most of them had dim spiritual lights, mere ordinary magical artifacts at best, with a significant number being spirit tools.
Correct, spirit tools—weapons used by flexible spirit or foundation establishment stage cultivators. With the abundance of resources in the Spirit Realm, even impoverished independent cultivators could forge a magical artifact after condensing their golden cores.
Here, most were spirit tools, but this was not unusual given the sheer number of divine swords—nearly one million. The Sword Lake Palace, though the top sect in Naga World, couldn’t produce so many magical artifacts without going bankrupt.
However, among these swords, some had decent quality, ancient treasures, and a dozen or more divine swords with flickering light. If he hadn't been mistaken, they were probably primordial spirit treasures!
Of course, not all of them were先天 artifacts; postnatal spirit treasures still held considerable power.
This was unsurprising given the opponent's status as a渡劫 cultivator. Postnatal spirit treasures might not be particularly valuable or impressive, but Lin Xuan’s expression turned extremely serious. Given his status and strength, collecting so many divine swords wasn’t unusual.
But what was the point? Knowing that each use of a treasure, whether magical artifact or spiritual energy, consumed both mana and spiritual awareness.
A渡劫 cultivator indeed had boundless mana; controlling hundreds of magical artifacts at once was not uncommon. However, using nearly one million divine swords simultaneously to fight was unimaginable.