← 百炼成仙

第三千一百六十八章 柳暗花明又一村

He could no longer avoid the situation.

Forcing his way through with two fists was not a wise choice either.

As they say, two hands can't hold off four.

Moreover, none of these ancient beasts were weaklings. They all approached the threshold of the Tribulation Transcendence stage, far surpassing ordinary Spirit Cultivators at the Profound Divinity stage. The strongest among them were no less formidable than true Tribulation Transcendents.

Facing such powerful enemies, Lin Xuan's persistence to this point was already commendable.

However, human strength has its limits. He had reached his limit now.

The gap between them was too great; even with先天灵宝, it couldn't make up for the difference.

In that fierce attack by the ancient beasts, Lin Xuan struggled on all sides, barely managing to fend off their blows.

Blood spewed from his mouth, and his entire body was covered in wounds. He might as well have been bathed in blood.

If this continued, he would be close to defeat soon.

Damn it!

Lin Xuan roared into the sky, wondering if there was no hope left for him.

A fiery phoenix with a slender tail shot up towards the heavens, which was Lin Xuan forcefully summoning the Vermilion Bird Ring as a treasure.

Even though his cultivation power far exceeded that of ordinary Spirit Cultivators at this level, he was now on the brink of exhaustion. With two先天灵宝 and the Vermilion Bird Ring, the pressure was immense.

Under normal circumstances, Lin Xuan wouldn't have done this, but now, he had nothing left to lose.

Lin Xuan didn't want to die, nor could he hope to kill Tiaomu. His only wish was to carve out a path through blood and gore.

The technique of myriad manifestations was said to be a secret from the Celestial Realm, terrifyingly powerful. Lin Xuan hadn't experienced such hardships since entering the Tribulation Transcendence stage; indeed, one couldn't underestimate heroes in this world.

But it was too late now. There could only be one battle.

The soul of the Vermilion Bird was released, moving freely and with a grand air, as if it dominated the entire world. It was originally one of the most powerful true spirits, far surpassing ancient kings of beasts in terms of power and strength.

Lin Xuan's pressure decreased significantly. However, good times didn't last long. Despite its formidable nature, the Vermilion Bird still couldn't match four hands against two. Soon, it was surrounded by several powerful ancient beasts, and Lin Xuan found himself once again under threat.

...

Time passed slowly as the battle continued with increasing intensity compared to before.

This fight shattered stars and inverted day and night. Lin Xuan used all his strength but could not escape.

Boom!

A black figure was sent flying. It was Lin Xuan's inner manifestation, with a wound the size of a bowl in its chest. If it were an ordinary Spirit Cultivator, he would have already perished, but Lin Xuan's manifestation was made from a Spirit Herb Body, and no blood spurted out; only the aura of the Way began to mend the wound, quickly healing it.

But there could be no consumption either. His face turned even paler as more ancient beasts surrounded him.

On Lin Xuan's side, the situation was even more dire. He had already unleashed the secret technique Nine Heaven Divine Net, with nine heads and eighteen arms, all imbued with the aura of the Way. Every move shattered the heavens and earth, but under the attack from these ancient beasts, he was in a desperate state.

Pang!

A giant ape punched him. Lin Xuan was locked in combat with a bull-like ancient beast and couldn't dodge. A blood mist spewed from his mouth as his chest was nearly penetrated.

He had endured countless heavy blows by now; even though his body was strong, it was starting to give way under the strain.

But Lin Xuan still persisted. At this point, he had no chance of escaping. He wouldn't give up, not even if he died, for he wanted Tiaomu to join him in death.

Lin Xuan's heart was filled with reluctance. Moon, Heart Refinement, and YuanYuan, he couldn't go looking for them anymore.

He didn't want to give up, but there was no hope. There were too many enemies, all too powerful. Even if it were a late-stage Tribulation Transcendence Elder, they would still end in defeat.

Lin Xuan had no choice now; he could barely think about anything with so many formidable foes and being trapped in such an absolute predicament. All that mattered was fighting until the very end. Blood continued to spill from his body.

How much longer could he hold on?

Lin Xuan didn't know, maybe he would fall at any moment.

But Lin Xuan still charged forward without hesitation. Life or death, battle or not. He wouldn't bow down like Tiaomu; if he died, it would be a fight to the end for him too.

Boom!

Lin Xuan was sent flying again.

A black figure flashed by, and an ancient beast pounced in front of him. Compared to the other ancient beasts with imposing figures, this one seemed much shorter—only three feet tall—and its appearance was extremely ugly. It might as well be described as a厉鬼 from the阴司 realm.

However, it was undoubtedly an ancient king of beasts—a Naga Beast, incredibly powerful. In its hand was a strange weapon, dark in color and resembling a trident, radiating a terrifying glow that plunged towards Lin Xuan's chest.

This time, there was no way to dodge. Lin Xuan had heard various legends about the Naga Beast's power; if it pierced his heart with this weapon, even an immortal couldn't survive.

But he lacked the strength to avoid it now.

It's over!

Lin Xuan sighed, no longer hesitating. The only thing he could do was self-destruct his essence and demon core together.

This was his last choice. The power of dual essences and a single pill exploding would be enough to drag Tiaomu down with him into hell.

Lin Xuan's heart was filled with reluctance. His beloved women were still unknown whereabouts.

Decades of hard work, the path to immortality had ended here.

But this was inevitable; cultivation was full of hardships. As long as one hadn't reached the peak of flying through clouds and ascending, any existence could perish at any moment—immortals or demon kings included.

Yet his heart harbored so much dissatisfaction and hope.

"Should I have known better than to come to this ancient wasteland?"

Lin Xuan sighed, realizing he had no time left. He activated his cultivation power, preparing for the self-destruction of his essence and demon core, but then something unexpected happened.

The Naga Beast flew mid-air and suddenly vanished without a trace.

Yes, it vanished; there was no sign beforehand, just gone into thin air.

Lin Xuan couldn't help being stunned. At this moment, with victory in hand, the other party had no reason to resort to underhanded tactics. Such thoughts suggested something unexpected might be happening.

Although he didn't know the cause, Lin Xuan stopped his self-destruction; as long as there was a glimmer of hope, he wouldn't allow himself to dissipate into nothingness.

The scene that followed left Lin Xuan pleasantly surprised.

Not only did the Naga Beast vanish, but the giant ape beside it also disappeared. Soon, the bull-like ancient beast and the giant lion vanished one by one.

Lin Xuan was dumbfounded, but soon his face lit up with joy.

"I understand!"

He couldn't help letting out a light exclamation; truly, when all seems lost, there's always a way forward.

The technique of myriad manifestations Tiaomu had used was incredibly powerful, a secret from the Celestial Realm. But because it was too powerful for his strength, even勉强施展也会有许多瑕疵与漏洞。

比如化身万千,但他只幻化出了近百个。而且这还不是最糟糕的,此仙术消耗极大,即使对Tiaomu来说也难以维持多久。

PS: 求推荐票,谢谢大家!全本

Reading Settings

18px
1.8
65ch
Show Pinyin + Chinese + English