gāng cái de gōng jī ， lín xuān suī rán dǎ dé shùn fēng shùn shuǐ yǐ jí ， dàn yě jué bù gǎn yīn cǐ ， jiù xiǎo kàn yǎn qián de gōng zhuāng měi fù 。
刚才的攻击，林轩虽然打得顺风顺水以极，但也绝不敢因此，就小看眼前的宫装美妇。
The previous attack had gone smoothly for Lin Xuan, but he was far from underestimating the beauty in a court dress before him.
duì fāng bì jìng shì dù jié hòu qī de xiū xiān zhě 。
对方毕竟是渡劫后期的修仙者。
After all, she was a late-stage cultivator who had successfully traversed her tribulation. Even if he performed at his peak, eliminating her would be incredibly difficult.
jiù suàn zì jǐ chāo shuǐ píng fā huī ， xiǎng yào jiāng duì fāng miè chú ， yì shì kùn nán dào le jí chù 。
就算自己超水平发挥，想要将对方灭除，亦是困难到了极处。
This reasoning was clear to Lin Xuan's mind, but it did not deter him. There was no room for retreat; either he or the woman before him would die. For Yue'er, there was no way Lin Xuan could fall here.
zhè dào lǐ ， lín xuān xīn zhōng yǒu shù ， dàn tā què bú huì yīn cǐ tuì suō 。
这道理，林轩心中有数，但他却不会因此退缩。
What of the Netherworld Ghost Mother? What of the ghostly realm of Heavenly Sound Immortal?
yǎn qián bú shì nǐ sǐ jiù shì wǒ huó ， wèi le yuè ér ， lín xuān nǎ ér yǒu kě néng zài zhè lǐ yǔn luò 。
眼前不是你死就是我活，为了月儿，林轩哪儿有可能在这里陨落。
With a sneer on his lips and an indomitable spirit in his heart, Lin Xuan roared loudly. His hands waved, and the Nine Palaces Sword reappeared before him. Silver light surged forth like falling stars, shooting towards her.
huáng quán guǐ yù yòu rú hé ？
黄泉鬼蜮又如何？
Such an attack could change the风云 (wind and clouds). However, the Netherworld Ghost Mother showed no fear on her face as she lightly flicked out a hand.
tiān yīn xiān zi de líng yù yě ná zì jǐ wú kě nài hé ， zhè jiā huo shī zhǎn chū yā xiāng dǐ de mì shù ， jiù dāng zì jǐ huì hài pà me ？
天音仙子的灵域也拿自己无可奈何，这家伙施展出压箱底的秘术，就当自己会害怕么？
Bang! Bang! Bang!
tài tiān zhēn le ！
太天真了！
The sound of explosions filled his ears as several ghostly entities before her exploded without warning. Yet, there was not a drop of blood.
lín xuān zuǐ jiǎo biān fú xiàn chū yī sī lěng xiào zhī sè ， xiōng zhōng què yǒu wú jǐn de háo qì fú xiàn ér chū 。
林轩嘴角边浮现出一丝冷笑之色，胸中却有无尽的豪气浮现而出。
These so-called ghostly entities were condensed from pure Yin Qi. Upon self-detonation, they reverted to Yin Qi. These Yin Qi coalesced into black shields. However, these shields were not merely defensive; sharp spikes protruded from their surfaces, capable of both offense and defense. They shot towards the divine sword.
dù jié hòu qī de cún zài yòu rú hé ？
渡劫后期的存在又如何？
Pang! Pang!
dài zì jǐ xiān xià shǒu wéi qiáng jiāng tā miè shā yú cǐ chù 。
待自己先下手为强将她灭杀于此处。
The sounds never ceased as neither side gained an advantage. Lin Xuan was surprised. A mere manifestation of pure Yin Qi could be so formidable. The Netherworld Ghost Mother's realm indeed had its mysteries, surpassing even Heavenly Sound Immortal's spirit domain.
lín xuān yī shēng dà hē ， shuāng shǒu huī wǔ ， jiǔ gōng xū yú jiàn chóng xīn zài tā de shēn qián níng jié ér chū ， suí hòu yín máng dà zuò ， rú màn tiān huā yǔ ， xiàng zhe duì fāng jī shè guò qù 。
林轩一声大喝，双手挥舞，九宫须臾剑重新在他的身前凝结而出，随后银芒大做，如漫天花雨，向着对方激射过去。
The laughter of the Netherworld Ghost Mother echoed in his ears. More ghostly entities reverted to Yin Qi, increasing the number of shields. The Nine Palaces Sword was barely holding on as the silver light began to be consumed.
zhè yàng de gōng jī ， zú yǐ ràng fēng yún wèi zhī biàn sè ， rán ér huáng quán guǐ mǔ de liǎn shàng ， què yī fēn jù yì yě wú ， yún dàn fēng qīng de yī shǒu diǎn chū 。
这样的攻击，足以让风云为之变色，然而黄泉鬼母的脸上，却一分惧意也无，云淡风轻的一手点出。
Angry, Lin Xuan flicked his sleeves. Green light flashed and the divine sword diagram appeared. With a flick that had been held back until now, it slowly unfolded, emitting rays of light.
pēng pēng pēng ！
嘭嘭嘭！
Each ray transformed into dozens or even hundreds of divine swords, each with different colors and properties, all converging towards her.
bào liè shēng chuán rù ěr duǒ ， què shì tā shēn qián de jǐ tóu yīn hún guǐ wù ， sī háo zhēng zhào yě wú ， quán bù yī bào ér kāi le 。
爆裂声传入耳朵，却是她身前的几头阴魂鬼物，丝毫征兆也无，全部一爆而开了。
The Netherworld Ghost Mother did not show any signs of shock or anger; instead, a malicious look flashed across her face. She blew out a mouthful of Yin Qi. As she did so, thunderous sounds resounded as dozens of tentacles, each about ten feet in diameter, emerged from the ground and flew towards the converging sword energy.
rán ér què méi yǒu bàn diǎn xiān xuè fēi jiàn ér chū 。
然而却没有半点鲜血飞溅而出。
Boom! Boom!
zhè xiē suǒ wèi de yīn hún guǐ wù ， dōu shì yóu jīng chún yīn qì níng jié ér chéng de 。
这些所谓的阴魂鬼物，都是由精纯阴气凝结而成的。
The first wave of sword energy was quickly extinguished, but many more tentacles were lost. However, this was only the beginning for both sides. Green light flashed, transforming into colorful shards of lightning and fire. More tentacles extended from the ground, restraining the power of the先天灵宝 (primordial treasure).
cǐ shí zì bào yǐ hòu ， yě jiù huán yuán chéng yīn qì le 。
此时自爆以后，也就还原成阴气了。
But this was just a temporary setback.
nà xiē yīn qì wǎng qián yī hé ， yí miàn miàn hēi sè de dùn pái fú xiàn ér chū 。
那些阴气往前一合，一面面黑色的盾牌浮现而出。
Satisfied with her success, the Netherworld Ghost Mother waved her hands and shouted: "Break it for me!"
rán ér què méi yǒu dān chún de fáng yù ， dùn pái de biǎo miàn ， dōu yǒu chǐ xǔ zhǎng de jiān cì fú xiàn ér chū ， jìn kě gōng ， tuì kě shǒu 。 yě dōu yíng zhe xiān jiàn fēi guò qù le 。
然而却没有单纯的防御，盾牌的表面，都有尺许长的尖刺浮现而出，进可攻，退可守。也都迎着仙剑飞过去了。
With a flick of her fingers, the black shields surged forward, enveloping the Nine Palaces Sword. A large black ball emerged from them, covered in countless ghost faces.
pēng pēng zhī shēng bù jué yú ěr duǒ ， yī shí zhī jiān ， jū rán bù fēn shèng fù 。
砰砰之声不绝于耳朵，一时之间，居然不分胜负。
The Netherworld Ghost Mother pointed at it with her finger.
lín xuān yǒu diǎn jīng yà le 。
林轩有点惊讶了。
Boom!
dān chún yīn qì huàn huà zhī wù ， jiù rú cǐ liǎo de ， huáng quán guǐ yù ， suī rán bù néng gǎi biàn tiān dì fǎ zé ， dàn què shí yǒu qí shén miào zhī chù 。
单纯阴气幻化之物，就如此了得，黄泉鬼蜮，虽然不能改变天地法则，但确实有其神妙之处。
Electricity crackled as the black light ball transformed into countless lightning bolts and fire, completely engulfing the Nine Palaces Sword.
bǐ zhī tiān yīn xiān zi de líng yù ， yǒu guò zhī ér wú bù jí 。
比之天音仙子的灵域，有过之而无不及。
Her plan was clear: to destroy Lin Xuan's life essence treasure. Not only would this deal a significant blow to his power, but it would also leave him severely injured due to the mental strain. It was a win-win situation.
huáng quán guǐ mǔ dà xiào de shēng yīn chuán rù ěr lǐ 。
黄泉鬼母大笑的声音传入耳里。
The Netherworld Ghost Mother's plan worked well. The lightning and fire were not ordinary spells; they had a long history. The Illusory Yin Flower was notorious across the Three Realms, a treasure of the Underworld. Former Asura King had cultivated the ultimate secret technique using this flower to produce illusory Yin Lightning, which could even taint True Immortal's treasures. She had few of these flowers but had refined them with great care, making their power formidable.
gèng duō de guǐ wù huán yuán chéng yīn qì le ， rú cǐ yī lái 。 dùn pái de shù liàng gèng duō ， jiǔ gōng xū yú jiàn jū rán kuài yào dǐ dǎng bú zhù ， yín guāng jiàn jiàn bèi tūn shì le 。
更多的鬼物还原成阴气了，如此一来。盾牌的数量更多，九宫须臾剑居然快要抵挡不住，银光渐渐被吞噬了。
She rarely used this technique, reserving it for when she needed its full effect in conjunction with her Corroding Blood Fiery Technique to turn any well-crafted treasure into mere iron.
lín xuān dà nù ， xiù páo yī fú 。
林轩大怒，袖袍一拂。
The explosions grew louder as the lightning and fire dispersed. The sharp sword energy disappeared, and the Nine Palaces Sword shattered into countless fragments floating in the air.
cuì máng tūn tǔ ， yǐ jīng bèi tā jì chū 。 què yì zhí níng ér bù fā de xiān jiàn tú yī shǎn ， xú xú zhǎn kāi ， yī dào dào guāng xiá yóu qí pēn le chū lái 。
翠芒吞吐，已经被他祭出。却一直凝而不发的仙剑图一闪，徐徐展开，一道道光霞由其喷了出来。
Puff!
měi yī bō guāng xiá yī shǎn ， dū huì huà wéi shù shí shàng bǎi bǐng xiān jiàn 。
每一波光霞一闪，都会化为数十上百柄仙剑。
Lin Xuan spat out a mouthful of blood, his face pale with severe mental strain. Even the primordial treasure was affected; the green light became faint, and its ability to form sword energy began to wane.
yán sè gè yì ， shǔ xìng bù yī ， què qí xīn xié lì ， xiàng zhe qián fāng jī shè ér qù 。
颜色各异，属性不一，却齐心协力，向着前方激射而去。
One misstep led to total failure for the Netherworld Ghost Mother. She couldn't resist her joy as she cast spell after spell. The tentacles immediately tangled up the few remaining sword energies, then converged, extending sharp spikes towards Lin Xuan with great speed and ferocity.
huáng quán guǐ mǔ jiàn le 。 bìng bù jīng nù ， liǎn shàng mǎn shì shǎn guò yī sī è dú ， sāi bāng yī gǔ ， yī kǒu yīn qì chuī chū 。 suí zhe tā de dòng zuò 。
黄泉鬼母见了。并不惊怒，脸上满是闪过一丝恶毒，腮帮一鼓，一口阴气吹出。随着她的动作。
This was not over yet. With a flick of her hand, the Netherworld Ghost Mother sent out a web of fine threads that transformed into several inches-long flying needles, shooting towards Lin Xuan's head.
hōng lōng lóng zhī shēng dà zuò ， cóng dì xià ， jū rán shēn zhǎn chū wú shù zhí jìng zhàng xǔ de chù shǒu 。
轰隆隆之声大做，从地下，居然伸展出无数直径丈许的触手。
The entire process happened so quickly that it seemed like an instant. Lin Xuan found himself in grave danger.
shù liàng jí duō ， zú yǒu bǎi yú zhī shù 。
数量极多，足有百余之数。
Facing such a sharp attack, he might have had a way to escape under normal circumstances, but now, with his life essence treasure destroyed and him severely injured, there was no way out.
zòng héng fēi wǔ 。 xiàng zhe nà yī ** de jiàn qì chán rào ér qù le 。
纵横飞舞。向着那一**的剑气缠绕而去了。
He was immediately engulfed by the tentacles, and the flying needles pierced through him.
dì yī bō jiàn qì hěn kuài bèi miè chú ， dàn chù shǒu yě sǔn shī le yí bàn hái duō 。 ér zhè duì shuāng fāng lái shuō ， dōu bù guò shì kāi shǐ 。
第一波剑气很快被灭除，但触手也损失了一半还多。而这对双方来说，都不过是开始。
A scream echoed as the Netherworld Ghost Mother's face lit up with joy. Once this troublesome Lin Xuan was eliminated, the Asura King's reincarnated little girl would be nothing to fear.
zhǐ jiàn cuì máng tūn tǔ ， yī ** de guāng xiá wǔ sè liú lí ， huà wèi bù tóng yán sè de xī lì jiàn qì 。
只见翠芒吞吐，一**的光霞五色琉璃，化为不同颜色的犀利剑气。
Mission accomplished! Despite the many setbacks, she had achieved her goal.
ér dì shàng shí tou bào liè zhī shēng bù jué yú ěr duǒ ， yě yǒu gèng duō de chù shǒu shēn chū 。
而地上石头爆裂之声不绝于耳朵，也有更多的触手伸出。
However, a sense of impending danger suddenly arose in his heart. Without warning, a tear appeared behind him as Lin Xuan materialized like a ghost before his eyes.
yī shí jiān ， xiān tiān líng bǎo de wēi néng yě bèi è zhì zhù 。
一时间，先天灵宝的威能也被遏制住。
Raising his right hand, he punched forward. His left hand held an ancient-looking bronze spear, which also descended with great force!
dāng rán ， zhè zhǐ shì zàn shí de 。
当然，这只是暂时的。
Ah!
rán ér duì huáng quán guǐ mǔ ， tā yǐ shì xīn mǎn yì zú ， shuāng shǒu huī wǔ ， yī shēng duàn hē ：“ gěi wǒ pò ！”
然而对黄泉鬼母，她已是心满意足，双手挥舞，一声断喝：“给我破！”
Caught off guard, the Netherworld Ghost Mother couldn't dodge in time. A large hole was torn through her chest, and the sharp bronze spear split her in half.
huà yīn wèi luò ， zhǐ jiàn nà hēi sè de dùn pái gèng shì fēng yōng ér shàng ， jiāng jiǔ gōng xū yú jiàn céng céng bāo guǒ ， yī jù dà de hēi sè yuán qiú fú xiàn ér chū 。
话音未落，只见那黑色的盾牌更是蜂拥而上，将九宫须臾剑层层包裹，一巨大的黑色圆球浮现而出。
Trying to steal a victory turned out to be a loss. However, at this critical moment, her essence body was enveloped by a black cloud and flew away.
yuán qiú biǎo miàn ， fú xiàn chū wú shù de guǐ liǎn ， ruò yǐn ruò xiàn 。
圆球表面，浮现出无数的鬼脸，若隐若现。
End of chapter. 1234 words. ∎
The previous attack had gone smoothly for Lin Xuan, but he was far from underestimating the beauty in a court dress before him.
After all, she was a late-stage cultivator who had successfully traversed her tribulation. Even if he performed at his peak, eliminating her would be incredibly difficult.
This reasoning was clear to Lin Xuan's mind, but it did not deter him. There was no room for retreat; either he or the woman before him would die. For Yue'er, there was no way Lin Xuan could fall here.
What of the Netherworld Ghost Mother? What of the ghostly realm of Heavenly Sound Immortal?
With a sneer on his lips and an indomitable spirit in his heart, Lin Xuan roared loudly. His hands waved, and the Nine Palaces Sword reappeared before him. Silver light surged forth like falling stars, shooting towards her.
Such an attack could change the风云 (wind and clouds). However, the Netherworld Ghost Mother showed no fear on her face as she lightly flicked out a hand.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The sound of explosions filled his ears as several ghostly entities before her exploded without warning. Yet, there was not a drop of blood.
These so-called ghostly entities were condensed from pure Yin Qi. Upon self-detonation, they reverted to Yin Qi. These Yin Qi coalesced into black shields. However, these shields were not merely defensive; sharp spikes protruded from their surfaces, capable of both offense and defense. They shot towards the divine sword.
Pang! Pang!
The sounds never ceased as neither side gained an advantage. Lin Xuan was surprised. A mere manifestation of pure Yin Qi could be so formidable. The Netherworld Ghost Mother's realm indeed had its mysteries, surpassing even Heavenly Sound Immortal's spirit domain.
The laughter of the Netherworld Ghost Mother echoed in his ears. More ghostly entities reverted to Yin Qi, increasing the number of shields. The Nine Palaces Sword was barely holding on as the silver light began to be consumed.
Angry, Lin Xuan flicked his sleeves. Green light flashed and the divine sword diagram appeared. With a flick that had been held back until now, it slowly unfolded, emitting rays of light.
Each ray transformed into dozens or even hundreds of divine swords, each with different colors and properties, all converging towards her.
The Netherworld Ghost Mother did not show any signs of shock or anger; instead, a malicious look flashed across her face. She blew out a mouthful of Yin Qi. As she did so, thunderous sounds resounded as dozens of tentacles, each about ten feet in diameter, emerged from the ground and flew towards the converging sword energy.
Boom! Boom!
The first wave of sword energy was quickly extinguished, but many more tentacles were lost. However, this was only the beginning for both sides. Green light flashed, transforming into colorful shards of lightning and fire. More tentacles extended from the ground, restraining the power of the先天灵宝 (primordial treasure).
But this was just a temporary setback.
Satisfied with her success, the Netherworld Ghost Mother waved her hands and shouted: "Break it for me!"
With a flick of her fingers, the black shields surged forward, enveloping the Nine Palaces Sword. A large black ball emerged from them, covered in countless ghost faces.
The Netherworld Ghost Mother pointed at it with her finger.
Boom!
Electricity crackled as the black light ball transformed into countless lightning bolts and fire, completely engulfing the Nine Palaces Sword.
Her plan was clear: to destroy Lin Xuan's life essence treasure. Not only would this deal a significant blow to his power, but it would also leave him severely injured due to the mental strain. It was a win-win situation.
The Netherworld Ghost Mother's plan worked well. The lightning and fire were not ordinary spells; they had a long history. The Illusory Yin Flower was notorious across the Three Realms, a treasure of the Underworld. Former Asura King had cultivated the ultimate secret technique using this flower to produce illusory Yin Lightning, which could even taint True Immortal's treasures. She had few of these flowers but had refined them with great care, making their power formidable.
She rarely used this technique, reserving it for when she needed its full effect in conjunction with her Corroding Blood Fiery Technique to turn any well-crafted treasure into mere iron.
The explosions grew louder as the lightning and fire dispersed. The sharp sword energy disappeared, and the Nine Palaces Sword shattered into countless fragments floating in the air.
Puff!
Lin Xuan spat out a mouthful of blood, his face pale with severe mental strain. Even the primordial treasure was affected; the green light became faint, and its ability to form sword energy began to wane.
One misstep led to total failure for the Netherworld Ghost Mother. She couldn't resist her joy as she cast spell after spell. The tentacles immediately tangled up the few remaining sword energies, then converged, extending sharp spikes towards Lin Xuan with great speed and ferocity.
This was not over yet. With a flick of her hand, the Netherworld Ghost Mother sent out a web of fine threads that transformed into several inches-long flying needles, shooting towards Lin Xuan's head.
The entire process happened so quickly that it seemed like an instant. Lin Xuan found himself in grave danger.
Facing such a sharp attack, he might have had a way to escape under normal circumstances, but now, with his life essence treasure destroyed and him severely injured, there was no way out.
He was immediately engulfed by the tentacles, and the flying needles pierced through him.
Ah!
A scream echoed as the Netherworld Ghost Mother's face lit up with joy. Once this troublesome Lin Xuan was eliminated, the Asura King's reincarnated little girl would be nothing to fear.
Mission accomplished! Despite the many setbacks, she had achieved her goal.
However, a sense of impending danger suddenly arose in his heart. Without warning, a tear appeared behind him as Lin Xuan materialized like a ghost before his eyes.
Raising his right hand, he punched forward. His left hand held an ancient-looking bronze spear, which also descended with great force!
Ah!
Caught off guard, the Netherworld Ghost Mother couldn't dodge in time. A large hole was torn through her chest, and the sharp bronze spear split her in half.
Trying to steal a victory turned out to be a loss. However, at this critical moment, her essence body was enveloped by a black cloud and flew away.
End of chapter. 1234 words. ∎