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第三千三百四十七章 碎空刀

Lin Xuan was greatly taken aback.

As for the other cultivators present, they were all dumbfounded.

Survival Period existences were already formidable figures that could only be seen in legends, yet today, they kept appearing one after another here.

That was fine; precious treasures were rare enough.

But how come even True Spirit would wade into this muddied waters?

Was it just a coincidence or was the copper tripod truly extraordinary, making even True Spirits covetous of it?

Lin Xuan didn't know.

But what couldn't be denied was that after experiencing these series of events, he finally developed some interest in the copper tripod.

While other Survival Period existences were fine, Lin Xuan had already learned from his interactions with Tian Xiaojian's cunning and depth of strategy. He was the only one among peers who made him wary.

Tian Xiaojian’s vision was certainly not shallow; even he coveted this final treasure. That meant the value of the copper tripod was undoubtedly high.

Although Lin Xuan didn't know its specific use, with a little attention, it wouldn't be hard to find out.

Lin Xuan didn’t believe that True Spirits came here by coincidence.

They were most likely trying to snatch this treasure as well.

"Aaaah!"

Before he could finish his thoughts, a thunderous roar echoed in his ears.

The ground beneath him completely collapsed.

In front of him was a large hard shell; the True Spirit had been hiding deep underground and now emerged abruptly.

Chaos energy became even more dense. The massive spiritual pressure made Lin Xuan tremble all over.

It was a huge turtle-like monster, with an incredibly sturdy hard shell that bore intricate patterns. These mysterious ancient designs seemed to be etched with profound secrets of the universe itself.

Its body was also immense, spanning thousands of feet in width, appearing like a small mountain on the ruins of the buildings.

"What is this..."

Xuanwu!

A look of shock appeared on Lin Xuan's face.

The Four Symbols: Xuanwu!

From the thickness of the chaos energy, Lin Xuan had guessed that the True Spirit present was extraordinary. But he didn’t expect it to be at such a level.

Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and now Xuanwu. Together they were known as the Four Symbols.

While their strength wasn't on par with the true dragons or celestial phoenixes, they were undoubtedly formidable figures that couldn’t be compared to the Golden Jade True Toad.

Even if Lin Xuan faced them, he wouldn’t have much confidence. The auction had progressed this far, truly beyond his expectations.

Lin Xuan sighed. Originally, he was planning to seize the treasure, but now he took a deep breath and calmed himself down, waiting for an opportunity.

The situation was too complex; it far exceeded his imagination. He decided to observe first before making any decisions.

Lin Xuan stopped walking, regaining his composed expression.

However, he wasn’t indifferent. He watched the battle in front of him, waiting for the right moment.

His figure hadn't been revealed yet, so he could move freely. But not far ahead, Tian Xiaojian was not as lucky.

A look of frustration marred his face.

He had already obtained the copper tripod; even Feng Family’s twin demons couldn’t stop him. But at a critical moment, Xuanwu appeared again.

Damn it!

Wasn't this truly a case where one's plan is in their hands but success depends on fate?

Tian Xiaojian was both enraged and alarmed, but he didn't give up.

There was no turning back once an arrow was shot.

What did Xuanwu matter? Today, nobody could stop him from taking the treasure.

A look of resilience flashed across Tian Xiaojian's face as the twin demons were audacious fellows. They had even dared to provoke Rain Mist Alliance; how could they be afraid of Tian Xiaojian?

They attacked viciously and mercilessly, trying to drain his soul and snatch back the copper tripod.

The siblings' cooperation was flawless, their attacks incredibly fierce.

Tian Xiaojian's face showed signs of distress. So far, he hadn't used any treasures; empty-handedly blocking Feng Family’s twin demons’ attacks was too exhausting for him.

But from this, it could be seen that Tian Xiaojian wasn’t an ordinary figure. If another peer tried to take his place, facing the twin demons without any treasure, they would likely end up headless.

...

Even Lin Xuan's face showed signs of caution.

After not seeing Tian Xiaojian for thousands of years, his strength was truly formidable; he couldn't be careless when facing him.

Before he could finish his thoughts, a furious rebuke rang in his ears: "You dare to die? Let you taste the power of this Young Master's True Demon Shatter Void Blade!"

True Demon Shatter Void Blade?

Could it be Tian Xiaojian’streasure of life (life treasure)?

Lin Xuan became cautious. He saw Tian Xiaojian’s body emitting a dazzling light.

With a "sizzling" sound, countless bright rays shot out from his body surface.

The light was so brilliant and the approach so swift that even the tough Feng Family twins showed signs of fear on their faces.

"Not good, quickly dodge!"

A shrill cry echoed. The young woman in white became indistinct as she vanished. She was a ghostly entity without substance; naturally skilled in various evasive techniques.

The space twisted and her figure disappeared.

In contrast to her swift reaction, the Ten Thousand Year Corpse Demon moved slower.

He excelled at body refinement cultivation; he wouldn’t mind enduring his peer’streasure of life (life treasure).

But now, he dared not be so reckless. He spat out a round pearl about a foot in diameter.

Completely enveloped by pale white corpse mist, this was the Ten Thousand Year Corpse Pearl.

"Quickly!"

The Corpse Demon roared as several spell techniques were cast. The Corpse Pearl emitted a bright glow and formed a thick light barrier to protect itself.

"Hmph, trying to stop a fly with an elephant's trunk!"

A thunderous sound echoed; numerous bright rays struck the light barrier like lightning piercing the sky.

Sssshhh...

The sound of cracking filled his ears as the light barrier shattered like paper. It was instantly covered in cracks and fragmented like bubbles.

However, it did buy some time.

In a battle between experts, every millisecond counted. This momentary delay allowed the Ten Thousand Year Corpse Demon to retreat over ten feet away.

But he wasn’t out of danger; that strike had drained his energy. His chest was filled with surging blood and qi, but he managed to suppress it from spewing out.

"Brother!"

Fortunately, he wasn't alone.

His sister, one of the twin demons, noticed her brother's predicament and quickly came to his aid.

A shrill cry echoed as bloody light reappeared in mid-air. Clashing sounds filled his ears; more ancient-looking long swords blocked the attacks aimed at him.

The rays scattered and flew several feet away.

They were actually long swords shaped like willow leaves, with extremely thin blades that shimmered with a crystalline glow.

But the attack wasn't over. More rays shot towards them. (To be continued.)

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