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第三千一百六十五章 苦战

That was a treasure passed down by the Moon Ink Clan.

The Moon Ink Clan once thrived in ancient times, considered one of the most powerful forces in the Spirit Realm. However, few cultivators today have even heard of their name.

But Tiaomu could not be reasoned with; this creature also originated from ancient times and was well-versed in the secrets of a million years ago.

The Moon Ink Clan of old might not have ruled over all, but they were undoubtedly one of the most powerful existences in the Spirit Realm.

Although the Divine Witch Goddess of Death couldn't compare to the Arrogant Demon King, she was no less formidable than scattered immortal demons and kings. They could stand their ground and even surpass them at times.

This wasn’t an exaggeration; the Divine Witch Goddess of Death was undoubtedly one of the most powerful great cultivators in history.

Her brilliance was unmatched, and the Moon Ink Clan had shone brightly under her rule, earning a fearsome reputation that ranked high among ancient treasures.

Who would have thought that after so many years, this treasure would fall into Lin Xuan's hands?

How could such a young man have such good fortune?

Tiaomu was shocked and furious. However, pursuing the source of his anger now was meaningless; the urgent task at hand was to kill this boy here.

If he escaped, given time, he would become a major threat.

Tiaomu wouldn't make that mistake.

His eyes flashed with ferocity as he no longer showed any contempt for Lin Xuan. He treated him as an existential enemy and prepared to use all his strength to eliminate him here.

While his plan was sound, how could Lin Xuan sit idly by?

He hated Lin Xuan to the core, and Lin Xuan harbored the same hatred toward him.

Now it was a matter of life or death. Their enmity had reached an irreconcilable level.

Since he embarked on the path of cultivation, Lin Xuan had faced countless dangers. However, just now was undoubtedly the most perilous moment; he nearly lost his soul and spirit.

Thinking about it made him shudder with fear. But now that he had regained his power, how could he let this foe continue to be arrogant?

He must launch a strong counterattack.

"Quickly!"

Lin Xuan pointed his finger forward. The Moon Ink Clan's divine light surged from the ancient temple, emitting beams of divine radiance.

Spatial Law!

Lin Xuan could feel that terrifying aura colliding with thelaw or rule powers rushing toward him.

Protect Lin Xuan!

Tiaomu was also fighting desperately. Originally, despite touching Time Law, it couldn't grasp it fully and used it only as a last resort. But now, it had no choice but to forcefully drive its power, aiming to ensnare Lin Xuan.

This time, it wouldn’t hide its strength; if it could trap Lin Xuan, it would ensure his soul was destroyed immediately.

Unfortunately, time was against him. Some opportunities missed were hard to repeat. This time, Lin Xuan wouldn't be careless or underestimate the foe. He activated the Moon Ink Clan's temple and fought fiercely with Tiaomu.

Spatial and temporal laws were incredibly mysterious, containing unimaginable divine power that clashed in mid-air, making it difficult to determine a winner for some time.

However, the balance quickly tilted toward Lin Xuan.

To be fair, Time Law was the progenitor of all laws, more powerful than Spatial Law. But Tiaomu only touched its surface and couldn't fully unleash its supreme power.

That was one reason. Another was that Lin Xuan had the Moon Ink Clan's temple to rely on—a pre-Heaven treasure of immense importance. Moreover, this treasure contained Time Law as well; while he couldn’t control it, some effects would still manifest.

Thus, in their struggle, Lin Xuan quickly gained the upper hand.

This battle between laws was incredibly perilous, far more dangerous than ordinary cultivation conflicts. A single misstep could lead to death.

Seeing that he was losing, Tiaomu's forehead dripped with sweat. It knew that if it lost badly, Lin Xuan wouldn't spare him.

Born in ancient times, it had roamed the three realms, only facing top-tier existences that dared not provoke it. Ordinary Immortal Demons would retreat upon seeing it.

This young man was just a mere ant thousands of years ago but now forced Tiaomu into this dire situation.

With this thought, Tiaomu felt extremely frustrated and unwilling to lose to such an insignificant creature.

He fought with all his might!

Tiaomu raised its head, emitting a mournful roar that shook the heavens. The malevolent energy seemed tangible as it rushed toward Lin Xuan.

In the distance, dozens of black banners swayed in the mist, releasing ancient beast energies.

"Right, it's an Ancient Beast King. There are so many."

Lin Xuan’s eyes showed surprise at this revelation.

Ancient Beast Kings were rare and could only be encountered by long-lived creatures like Tiaomu, who had killed numerous such beasts over millions of years.

The ancient beasts before him took various forms but were all reduced to their souls.

They were incredibly powerful.

Lin Xuan roughly counted more than a hundred of them.

At first glance, this seemed unremarkable. But upon closer consideration, it was absurd.

Each Ancient Beast King could match an old monster at the Transcending Tribulation stage.

So before him, there were essentially the souls of nearly a hundred such powerful beings.

This would be shocking news to anyone.

Even with countless treasures and wonders, Lin Xuan had no choice but to retreat in the face of so many formidable opponents.

Facing near a hundred Transcending Tribulation powerhouses head-on was foolish; he wouldn’t dare do that. Such an endeavor would only show his stupidity.

Only scattered immortals and demons could wield such godlike powers.

Lin Xuan had no interest or desire to try it.

Fortunately, these were just souls. The ancient beasts were long dead, their souls immensely powerful but not invincible.

Lin Xuan’s pupils constricted; this was the last move his opponent would make. He prepared to break it.

With a loud roar, Lin Xuan was about to activate his treasures when suddenly, a thunderous sound echoed in his ears. The sky turnedpale惨白: pale, and Tiaomu's body swelled like a balloon.

It became large and round, truly resembling an inflated ball.

"Why is this happening?"

Lin Xuan’s eyes showed surprise, but deep down, he had a bad feeling.

Such a sudden change was beyond his expectations.

Before Lin Xuan could react, there was a loud explosion. Tiaomu's body shattered into pieces.

But no blood flowed, and it didn’t die. Instead, the divine light shone brightly, black radiance seemed to devour the entire sky.

Numerous life pulses emerged from that light.

Lin Xuan gaped in shock and pointed his fingers like a sword forward: "Break it!"

Boom!

The loud sound echoed as the divine light dispersed, revealing what was inside.

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