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第三千三百一十九章 神奇的宝物

The situation arose suddenly, but as a cultivator of the Tribulation Transcending realm, Lin Xuan certainly wouldn't sit and wait to die.

On that day, a trace of anger flashed across the face of Ghost Saint Yin. He quickly waved his hands, emitting a low, ominous incantation from his mouth.

"Break!"

With his loud shout, a black aura flowed out from the yin wind.

It was swift and aimed directly at Jiugong Shuxu.

Lin Xuan's pupils constricted as he saw that the yin wind contained a round pearl about the size of a fist.

This pearl appeared dark in color. At first glance, it seemed unremarkable, but upon closer inspection, there were faint rumblings suggesting its non-trivial nature—it was clearly an extraordinary treasure.

But what did it matter?

Lin Xuan had full confidence in his own talisman. He didn't pause to change tactics; instead, he activated the sworddecision-making formula or诀窍 (trick/trade secret) and the translucent flying sword immediately emitted a burst of light. It slashed at the round pearl with great force.

However, right then, something unbelievable happened.

Before Jiugong Shuxu's sword could touch the pearl, it shattered into nothingness on its own accord.

What was the other party planning?

Even with his extensive knowledge, Lin Xuan was momentarily at a loss when faced with this unexpected turn of events.

But despite his shock, he didn't hesitate to act. Jiugong Shuxu's sword became even more forceful as it approached. Lin Xuan was curious about what tricks the other party might pull under such an assault.

Before he could fully consider this thought, a space disturbance appeared where the pearl had shattered.

It resembled throwing a stone into a small lake, creating ripples that spread outwards.

From these ripples emerged the head of some strange beast. It opened its bloodstained maw and swallowed Jiugong Shuxu's sword whole.

"Wha—"

Lin Xuan was speechless, truly taken aback by this turn of events.

His own abilities were well-known to him; even though Jiugong Shuxu's sword wasn't as sharp as a primordial object, it was still outstanding among post-natural spirit treasures.

Yet... it had been swallowed by some strange beast.

If he hadn't witnessed this with his own eyes, Lin Xuan would never have believed such an absurd scene existed in the world.

Once Jiugong Shuxu's sword entered that creature's mouth, they lost all connection.

Lin Xuan took a deep breath and his face darkened.

Indeed, one mustn’t underestimate heroes from across the land.

The spells of the yin realm were vastly different from those of the spirit realm. He hadn't encountered such opponents often enough to be completely prepared for them; he might indeed fall into a trap in this yin abyss.

Before these thoughts could fully form, a sinister chuckle reached his ears.

Lin Xuan raised his head and saw that Ghost Saint Yin flicked his sleeves, releasing two long, black beams of light about a foot in length.

Lin Xuan's eyes were sharp enough to immediately recognize the true forms of these beams as short black halberds.

They approached with great force!

But Lin Xuan wasn't afraid; just as he was about to summon his treasures, the beams flashed and transformed into two fierce black dragons, each over ten feet long, shaking their heads and tails menacingly.

Lin Xuan sighed.

This time, he didn’t use Jiugong Shuxu. Although his main talismans were numerous, losing one wasn't a big deal. But until he fully understood the other party's bizarre techniques, it was better to be cautious.

With his right hand raised, Lin Xuan pointed at them.

A wisp of Illusory Heavenly Fire appeared from his fingertips and split into two in mid-air before striking the dragons' heads.

Sizzle...

The initially fierce dragons suddenly froze. Blue light flared as a visible layer of ice armor formed on their bodies.

"Wha—"

The old monster was speechless, but Lin Xuan's face showed a look of complete confidence.

Illusory Heavenly Fire was his trump card; its power rivaled several secret treasures, and he had once integrated chaotic primordial yin energy to understand the extreme cold law. Freezing two talismans wasn't much of a feat.

An eye for an eye, as the other party used strange techniques to take his main talisman, Lin Xuan would confine their ancient treasures as a return gift.

Of course, "confining" was a euphemism; Illusory Heavenly Fire had many properties such as devouring and corroding. Even if he withdrew it now, these two ancient treasures would likely suffer significant damage and turn into ordinary metal.

Ghost Saint Yin felt this too, his face contorting with displeasure. Lin Xuan's lips curled in a smile, but quickly, he turned away.

The strange beast that had swallowed Jiugong Shuxu's sword vanished again.

"Wha—"

Lin Xuan was shocked, but before he could fully marvel at the scene, the creature completely disappeared, replaced by some sparkling fragments floating into view.

Swoosh...

A piercing sound filled his ears as these fragments merged in the center.

Suddenly, the dark round pearl reappeared.

Ghost Saint Yin flicked his sleeves and a black glow flashed, making the pearl vanish again. A sinister expression appeared on his face, clearly showing his satisfaction.

This human cultivator from who-knows-where was indeed difficult to deal with, but now that he had taken his main talisman, there was no need for fear.

This yin cloud pearl could destroy his flying sword in an instant.

Even if it didn't perish, severe injuries would be inevitable. At such a time, eliminating him would be effortless.

With full confidence, Ghost Saint Yin activated the spell to refine Lin Xuan's treasure.

Though Lin Xuan didn’t know exactly what he intended, he certainly wouldn't stand idly by.

After some thought, he summoned an ancient scroll.

Raising his right hand, several spells shot out from his fingertips.

The ancient scroll slowly unfurled, emitting a heart-stopping force of law from its surface.

"Primordial Spirit Sword Diagram!"

Indeed, Lin Xuan had revealed this treasure.

Emerald light flickered as sharp sword energy appeared and hovered around him.

"Primordial Spirit Treasure!"

An expert could tell at once. Ghost Saint Yin himself couldn’t possess such a grade of treasure, but having seen it before, he was greatly alarmed, his voice trembling.

"Not bad; indeed, it is a Primordial Spirit Treasure. If you surrender now, you can avoid much suffering."

Lin Xuan's cold laughter echoed in the air.

The best strategy was to win without fighting. Although Lin Xuan had confidence in victory, it would be better if he could subdue his opponent without battle.

But as a Tribulation Transcending powerhouse, Ghost Saint Yin was no easy fool. Not only did he not surrender, but he took deep breaths and activated his power to refine Lin Xuan's main talisman. (To be continued.)

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