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第三千三百八十章 灰飞烟灭

This guy had clearly experienced the terrifying power of Lin Xuan's divine techniques, yet he didn't take this opportunity to escape. Instead, with a sneer on his face, he charged towards Lin Xuan.

Two ghostly claws rubbed against each other.

A sky-high sea of black-red lightning fire spread out.

Then, two steel fork-like treasures appeared as the ghost released them.

From his appearance, it seemed he was trying to turn defeat into victory and kill Lin Xuan right here.

Regardless of whether he could achieve this, his actions were still commendable for their courage.

However, at this moment, Lin Xuan had no time to waste here. The joy of meeting Yue'er filled his heart entirely.

This guy's interference was sheer madness.

A cold killing aura emanated from Lin Xuan's face as he raised his right hand and slashed downward without a word.

With his movement, intense light surged out, and the five-colored crystalline sword light emerged.

Just before the Immortal Sword Diagram, a dazzlingly bright giant sword appeared.

Ten zhang long, it exuded an aura capable of splitting heaven and earth.

The surface emitted mystic runes, forming layer upon layer of intricate rune arrays.

"Cut!"

Lin Xuan roared.

The giant sword thundered and instantly transformed into a chilling slash that pierced through the air.

Wherever it passed, the void actually split open.

Though not a spatial treasure, the Immortal Sword Diagram was originally extraordinarily powerful as an innate divine artifact. Under Lin Xuan's agitated and vengeful strike, it almost unleashed half of its power.

Although still less than fifty percent, this was enough to split heaven and earth.

In an instant, rule powers surged over several miles in all directions, seemingly turning everything into nothingness.

This naturally made the Flame Ghost turn pale with shock.

His initial desire to risk killing Lin Xuan and snatch a divine treasure had instantly vanished.

Instead, he felt a wave of regret like a flood.

This strike actually possessed such power.

He felt suffocated, his face full of panic, but unwilling to sit idly by.

With both hands, he continuously flicked them, changing the direction of the lightning fire and blocking it in front. As the giant sword approached, they exploded instantly.

Rumbling sounds echoed as a foul smell filled several miles around, as if the void itself had been scorched. The power of these lightning explosions was indeed formidable.

However, the giant sword remained unscathed amidst such an explosion, easily cutting through the lightning and fire to approach its target.

"No..."

The Flame Ghost was greatly alarmed. Although he had been beaten badly from the start, he had never come so close to death before. It seemed that in the next moment, his soul would scatter.

His face showed fear, but he didn't idle with his hands. He continuously waved them, casting out another seven or eight treasures.

These were wrapped in dark winds and grew a hundred times larger, striking wildly at the giant sword.

He didn’t expect these treasures to block this sword, but just by slightly delaying, he would have a chance to escape alive.

Having been frightened by Lin Xuan, if he had an opportunity to escape this time, he would definitely avoid this old monster and stay far away. Even if it meant being punished by the Golden Yue Corpse King, that was fine.

However, his idea was good, but escaping under Lin Xuan's vengeful strike was as difficult as climbing a mountain.

Indeed, those few divine treasures had their merits, but compared to innate divine artifacts, they were vastly inferior in power.

Under one slash of the giant sword, like cutting tofu, they instantly melted away into nothingness.

Only the remnants of the treasure fell from the void, but their essence was lost.

This result surprised the Flame Ghost greatly.

With a sneer on his face, he prepared to release his soul core.

Clearly, escaping intact was now impossible.

He had no choice but to sacrifice his body; after all, his soul core could still possess another body. With over a thousand years of seclusion, he would regain his divine powers.

As for the discarded body, it couldn’t be wasted. Letting it self-destruct might weaken that terrifying giant sword slightly.

However, as soon as he thought about this, an unbelievable thing happened.

His soul core couldn't escape, and all his magical power froze in place. Thus, the idea of self-destructing was no longer possible.

"How could this be!"

The Flame Ghost's face showed disbelief.

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These threads blurred as they approached him, vanishing into the void. In their place, numerous mysterious runes the size of fists appeared.

These runes combined, forming a small and intricate light array that covered an area of several acres, precisely enveloping himself.

Rule powers spread out, making it impossible for him to move.

"You actually managed to cast such a secret technique."

The Flame Ghost's voice was difficult to hear. His face had lost all color.

"Friend, stop. I am willing..."

Desperate, he could only beg with no regard for his dignity.

After all, reaching the Transcendence Stage after so much hardship and struggle, face mattered, but how could it compare to his life? He knew which was more important.

If this guy had done this earlier, Lin Xuan might have spared him. But at a critical moment, begging for mercy showed no sincerity.

This was forced by circumstances; who knew when he would go back on his word?

The situation was urgent, and Lin Xuan didn't have the time to take such risks.

Meeting Yue'er as soon as possible was most important.

Thus, facing this plea, Lin Xuan showed no change in expression.

The Immortal Sword continued its fierce strike.

The Flame Ghost remained immobile, unable to dodge. His entire body was completely devoured by the sharp sword light.

"Ahh!"

A loud cry echoed but quickly disappeared amidst the brilliant light.

No trace of life remained; both his soul core and body turned to ashes.

Only a solitary storage bag floated in front.

Lin Xuan showed no joy on his face, waved his hand to collect the storage bag. Then, with green light surging all over him, he flew towards Yue'er's side, wrapping her up before flying towards the Immortal City.

He brought Yue'er for thoroughness; if he went alone, it would be faster and more agile. But without Yue'er by his side, Moon's subordinates couldn't distinguish friend from foe.

Troubles would multiply, so weighing pros and cons, bringing Yue'er made things easier.

Although Lin Xuan left in a hurry, before departing, he sent a message to Mengxue through the void, telling her of his purpose. With him gone, the Flame Ghost was also eliminated, and the nearby battle had yet to be decided. Mengxue alone should be able to handle the other ghost.

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