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第三千三百六十七章 兵不厌诈

The words had barely left his mouth when an unexpected change occurred. A tree suddenly came alive.

Leaves fell like rain, transforming into green light sabers a foot long each. With a loud crack, they shot towards an empty space to the left.

"Bang!"

A muffled sound reached his ears as a dense dark aura appeared in the clear blue sky without warning. It morphed into a ghostly face with a greenish complexion and sharp teeth.

The ghostly face was filled with rage; it opened its blood-stained mouth wide, spewing out countless red light spheres the size of eggs.

A wave of malevolent energy swept over them. The surface of these red light spheres also transformed into lifelike ghost faces, each displaying different emotions—some angry, some happy.

An eerie power radiated from this scene as "puff" sounds echoed. These light spheres collided with the dark green light sabers fiercely.

A burst of spiritual energy followed, and the red light spheres quickly gained the upper hand. After annihilating all the light sabers, they vanished and shot towards a vibrant forest below.

That was where the densest spiritual energy resided.

The huge figure of Venerable Abbot Fatty appeared in mid-air with a serious expression on his face!

Earlier, he had not easily been able to use such a spell. Not only did it deplete his命元气 (life essence), but there was also a risk that a heavenly tribulation might descend after.

It was a secret technique he would rather not use unless absolutely necessary for self-preservation.

However, the situation demanded immediate action. The enemy was much stronger than anticipated; if he hesitated, he might fall here.

Though Venerable Abbot Fatty couldn't defeat Lin Xuan, he was still a cultivator who had gone through tribulation. He certainly possessed the decisiveness to act quickly.

The top priority was to break this illusionary realm as soon as possible.

The process seemed complex but took only an instant.

Boom!

A loud explosion echoed as the red light spheres hit their target without obstruction. Blood splattered, and a blood cloud the size of an acre enveloped the tiny forest.

The trees withered; everything before him turned to nothingness in an instant.

Spiritual energy retreated, replaced by dense dark aura appearing in mid-air.

The illusionary realm was shattered, revealing the scene of阴司地府 (Netherworld).

Venerable Abbot Fatty's face showed a flash of joy. He had not wasted his efforts and successfully used his ultimate secret technique to escape this perilous situation.

He wouldn't miss such an opportunity.

His figure blurred as he flew towards the exit like a dark wind.

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Almost instantaneously, he reached the exit. Lin Xuan's attempt to stop him was too late; Venerable Abbot Fatty was elated and charged forward.

Boom!

A loud noise followed by dust flying up indicated that Venerable Abbot Fatty had successfully escaped.

A towering mountain appeared in his vision as he crashed into it.

The exit vanished.

"How could this be!"

Venerable Abbot Fatty's face showed surprise. Even if the opponent's illusion was powerful, it was merely a deceptive technique. The mountain peak he had just hit seemed real. Could this place really be 灵域 (Spirit Realm)?

His expression was one of shock.

After all, Spirit Realms were extremely profound and could only be understood by cultivators who had gone through late-stage tribulation. This guy, though formidable, was only at the middle stage; how could he possess such advanced knowledge?

Of course, whether this place was a Spirit Realm or not remained uncertain. He could only speculate, but his fear of Lin Xuan deepened.

Regardless, Venerable Abbot Fatty had decided to run away.

However, it wouldn't be that easy. After all the trouble Lin Xuan went through, he wouldn't let a cooked duck fly away.

His figure flashed as he approached Venerable Abbot Fatty's side.

Raising his right hand, he punched towards him.

A force of法则 (law) emerged—still the power of strength.

"Trivial tricks!"

Venerable Abbot Fatty wasn't concerned. He feared the Nine Palaces Needles, but merely using the power of strength was something he believed he could handle.

The opponent must be foolish; he had just failed and was still showing off in front of him.

A sneer appeared on his face as he raised his thick arm and slapped Lin Xuan.

Strength of force mattered little. The fat generated by his body was no less powerful than the force he used.

But would Lin Xuan make the same mistake?

Seeing this, a cold smile formed at the corner of Lin Xuan's mouth.

Curving his fingers into claws, a ball of flame the size of an egg emerged from his palm.

A five-colored glassy fire filled with a heart-stopping aura.

This was undoubtedly 幻灵天火 (Illusory Spirit Heaven Fire)!

The flames suddenly exploded, leaving no trace. Instead, a cold wind appeared in mid-air and swept towards the old monster.

Extreme cold of法则 (law)!

Venerable Abbot Fatty's face turned pale with shock.

But one wrong move could ruin everything; he had fallen into Lin Xuan's trap. There was no time to change his tactics now.

In desperation, he spat out a greenish ghost fire to block the terrifying cold wind.

However, it was useless. Illusory Spirit Heaven Fire was Lin Xuan's secret technique, infused with primordial yin energy, making its extreme cold capable of freezing anything, even flames.

The cold wind swept over him, and the sound of ice forming filled his ears. Both Venerable Abbot Fatty's greenish ghost fire and his body instantly froze into thick layers of ice armor.

His face turned pale; he knew that this situation was dire.

He no longer cared about depleting his命元气 (life essence) and gritted his teeth to ignite the source fire, trying to break free. Unfortunately, it was too late.

The extreme cold couldn't keep him frozen forever. However, even a moment's respite was enough for Lin Xuan to kill him here.

Lin Xuan flicked his left hand, and a shower of silver light sabers emerged from a corner in mid-air.

They flashed past and arrived beside Venerable Abbot Fatty.

"No!"

The old monster's face showed a mix of shock and anger as he revealed despair.

But it was too late. Rain-like sword beams fell, dismembering him instantly.

His元婴 (core) didn't escape; with another "bang," the cold wind exploded, turning into five-colored glassy flames. Illusory Spirit Heaven Fire enveloped his body, reducing it to ashes.

Thus, even if Venerable Abbot Fatty had any great plans, he could never resurrect. He was utterly destroyed.

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