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第三千三百二十一章 势如破竹

Such speed could not be called势如破竹, but it was certainly praiseworthy.

The face of Tianyou Ghost Saint turned extremely ugly. Despite trying every possible method to share the pressure, he still ended up with such a result in the end.

However, he did not give up. As long as he could refine the opponent's innate treasure, there was still a chance for victory.

There was no turning back once an arrow was shot; under any circumstances, he could not sit and wait to die now.

This was the principle of being forced onto a tiger’s back.

Tianyou Ghost Saint's situation was extremely precarious.

On the other side, hundreds of sword qi had arrived at the ghost's side. The distance between them was only a few feet apart.

It seemed that with just one breath, they could easily eliminate their opponent.

However, right at this moment, something unbelievable happened.

A fierce light flashed in the ghost’s eyes as its figure became slightly blurry before it vanished into thin air.

"What..."

Lin Xuan's pupils constricted. The sharp sword qi naturally fell on empty space.

Then spatial fluctuations suddenly arose. Behind Lin Xuan, a black arm emerged from the void.

Sizzle...

The space was torn apart. The surface of that arm emitted dark light and actually grew by several times before fiercely grabbing Lin Xuan’s crown.

Its nails were sharp, not inferior to those of a knife or sword. If this attack hit with full force, even if Lin Xuan did not perish, his body would surely be ruined.

What a ferocious move.

Yet he was currently controlling the Immortal Sword Diagram and could not dodge either.

Otherwise, the opponent might snatch his treasures.

After all, although先天灵宝were powerful beyond measure, they had no soul imprint between cultivators. Whoever held them could use them as long as they mastered the Treasure Art.

What a two-for-one strategy.

Unfortunately, even though he had planned well, Lin Xuan was not clay or paper.

A trace of mockery appeared on his face. He showed no fear and neither dodged nor summoned any defensive treasures.

His composure left Tianyou Ghost Saint utterly perplexed.

The opponent’s calmness suggested that they intended to use their body to withstand the terrifying attack?

Even a late-stage cultivator would never dare do so unless they had a domain.

Before he could fully process this thought, the answer was revealed.

Lin Xuan was not unaware of his own life and death. He already had a应对之策in mind.

He did not move or dodge.

However, behind him, golden light shone brightly.

The dazzling golden light was even brighter than the sun.

Then it converged in the middle.

A magnificent and dazzling figure appeared before their eyes.

Nine heads and eighteen arms.

Each arm held a different pose. The expressions on the nine heads were also varied.

But one thing was certain: this figure was incredibly powerful, far exceeding ordinary cultivators' expectations.

Lin Xuan dared to ignore the opponent's attack because he indeed had support.

And after a millennium of cultivation, the Nine Heavens Divine Net Technique had reached the point where it could be used without his active control. This divine power could fend off enemies on its own.

What’s so impressive about just one ghost claw?

The pose of the figure's arms varied. One arm moved slightly, fingers tightly clenched, and a fierce punch was delivered forward.

Bang!

A burst of sound filled their ears as fist and palm collided, instantly shattering the ghost claw to pieces.

Lin Xuan had never feared such confrontations. A smug smile appeared on his face. Deep in his eyes, silver light shone as the Celestial Wind Divine Eye was precisely summoned at this moment.

The opponent seemed skilled in concealment techniques, but before his divine eye power, it was merely showing off in front of a master.

Sure enough, Lin Xuan quickly detected its whereabouts.

He clasped his hands together. Several sharp sword qi shot towards one direction.

"Bang bang bang."

To everyone's surprise, they all struck empty air.

However, Tianyou Ghost Saint saw this and his face turned pale. Unfortunately, he was now like a clay figure in the rain—hard-pressed to save himself as sharp sword light surrounded him.

Lin Xuan’s attacks quickly revealed their intent.

Spatial rifts appeared, revealing the green-faced ghost creature hidden within.

This fellow actually excelled at spatial techniques; no wonder he could vanish so effortlessly just now.

But using such techniques before his eyes was sheer showmanship.

Lin Xuan's lips curled with mockery. He did not care about finding it and left it to the divine figure to deal with it.

The Nine Heavens Divine Net Technique did not hesitate either.

Golden light shone all over as he charged forward viciously.

Eighteen arms held different poses, each grasping a suitable treasure.

They fiercely rushed towards the opponent.

As for the nine heads, some shot beams of light from their eyes while others spat out thunderbolts. They were busy killing the ghost.

Lin Xuan's face showed no trace of surprise.

His divine power was well understood by him. While the Nine Heavens Divine Net Technique might not be sufficient to deal with a true late-stage cultivator, the current ghost was merely a few souls, and confronting it head-on would only bring unnecessary trouble.

This must be their trump card.

Fortunately, he calmly broke through it. Lin Xuan felt pleased but did not slacken his attack on Tianyou Ghost Saint.

Although they could not claim to be势如破竹, the dozen or so defensive treasures the opponent had summoned were indeed extraordinary.

Even if they were先天灵宝, some obstruction would still occur. But what of it? It merely delayed a bit more time.

In just half a cup of tea’s time, only that mysterious turtle shell remained as the last layer of defense.

A Heavenly Treasure!

It should be the hard shell of some monster, refined with numerous precious treasures.

Its durability was beyond question.

However, even先天灵宝were not so easily dealt with. As time passed, countless scratches appeared on its surface. Although it had not been broken, the spiritual veins on its surface also dimmed significantly.

Dammit!

Tianyou Ghost Saint's face turned extremely ugly. This was his last layer of defense. If this were breached, he would have to face a先天灵宝.

However, what frustrated him most was that after such a long time, the Yin Cloud Pearl still could not break through the Nine Palaces Moment Sword Technique.

Dammit, he had never found it so difficult to refine another cultivator's innate treasure before. What was going on?

Tianyou Ghost Saint was both angry and anxious. If this continued, his fate would be irreversible.

His heart was filled with不甘心.

But what use did such unwillingness serve? The cultivation world spoke in terms of strength. This suddenly appearing human cultivator was too powerful.

Too overwhelming that it left him flustered.

"Break for me!"

The opponent was at a loss, but Lin Xuan would not let this opportunity slip away. He rapidly waved his hands and released a series of spells from his fingertips. (To be continued.)

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