← 百炼成仙

第三千三百九十八章 胜负已分

A clear ringing sound entered Lin Xuan's ears. The scene before him was a burst of fiery red light, followed by the flapping of phoenix wings. The void seemed to collapse and distort as an enormous white hole suddenly appeared.

The diameter of this hole exceeded ten zhang!

After a momentary blurring, the phoenix vanished into the white hole.

In the next moment, a roar of shock and anger echoed from more than a hundred zhang away. A terrifying波动 burst forth.

The void distorted, swirling with grayish-black阴气. But in an instant, this阴气 was swallowed by fiery red talismans, causing Pongo to stagger out of the void.

Its face was filled with shock and anger; its disheveled appearance could not be concealed. One of its wings had been torn off, leaving only a fragment behind.

Sure enough, phoenixes were no ordinary foe. Its nightmare was far from over.

Just as the spatial power was broken by the phoenix, golden light suddenly burst forth. It was the feathers from the Golden-winged Phoenix's body, launched like arrows from powerful bows and crossbows at an unbelievable speed.

Pongo was enraged but not about to sit idly by. A hint of viciousness appeared on his face as he swung his tail, releasing a dense black阴气 that coalesced into shields in rapid succession.

The number of these shields was astonishing, enveloping him completely.

However, the next moment, a sizzling sound filled Lin Xuan's ears. These seemingly formidable shields crumbled like tofu, disintegrating instantly.

The Golden-winged Phoenix's attacks had a breaking-through effect; ordinary treasures could not withstand them. Only先天灵宝 might have a chance.

"Ah!"

A loud cry echoed as Pongo was hit with countless wounds. However, his vitality was terrifyingly resilient. After a surge of black阴气, he recovered completely, even regenerating the torn wing.

Such an unnatural technique naturally came at a great cost. The face of Huangquan Ghost Mother on Pongo's forehead grew increasingly hazy, as if it might vanish any moment.

Even for a late-stage Great Immortal, life essence could not be infinite. With so little left, once exhausted, she would meet her end.

The woman felt immense regret; she should never have provoked the Asura. Now that they had escaped the constraints of lifespan, they were doomed to tragic defeat—a great sorrow in this world.

However, what use was it to lament now? Once an arrow is shot, there's no turning back. With the situation becoming increasingly dire, Lin Xuan had no choice but to press on despite the slim chances of victory.

This scene unfolded before his eyes, and a mocking smile curved his lips.

Hand gestures flashed as two true spirits attacked from both sides—on the left was the Golden Sun, wielding golden flames; on the right were purple-red flames. True phoenixes and true dragons would never team up to fight, but these were manifestations of the True Spirit Sword Art under Lin Xuan's command, so they could work in harmony.

Pongo had no choice but to dodge!

In an instant, he was enveloped by two different types of flames.

Then, the Qilin and the true toad also pounced...

Indeed, this was the ultimate secret technique recorded in the Black Moon Heaven Witch Art. Lin Xuan barely controlled it now, yet he managed to turn the tide, leaving a late-stage Great Immortal with no chance to retaliate.

Such results far exceeded his original expectations.

Lin Xuan rejoiced but remained vigilant. Spell after spell shot from his fingers, aiming to swiftly exterminate Huangquan Ghost Mother.

...

While Lin Xuan's situation improved, Yue'er's was dire indeed.

Though she excelled in indirect combat, she had ignited the Root Fire. Her strength surged by nearly half. However, Yue'er had just ascended and her realm was still unstable. Over the years, though she had faced many hardships, she rarely fought personally due to her subordinates' protection.

Lacking the trials of风雨, her experience was lacking. She was like a flower nurtured in a greenhouse, far less experienced than her opponent.

Moreover, Yue'er kept thinking about Lin Xuan.

At first, this thought served as motivation. But over time, it distracted her, much like the saying: "First effort is strong, second weakens, third fades."

High-level combatants only needed to compete in the finest detail; distractions could lead to defeat or significantly diminish their power.

Fortunately, the Yin-Yang Treasure Box was incredibly ingenious. The shields it created were impossibly hard.

This allowed Yue'er to hold her ground for now, but over time, she would inevitably fail.

Yue'er found herself in grave danger...

Boom!

Another explosion echoed, this one from the Huangquan Ghost Realm.

Unlike Yue'er's struggles, Lin Xuan was on a winning streak. The nine true spirits displayed their full might, leaving Huangquan Ghost Mother in disarray despite her best efforts.

To be fair, due to his realm limitations, Lin Xuan could only unleash two-thirds of the True Spirit Sword Art's power. Each spirit's pressure barely reached early-stage late-stage Great Immortal levels—far from matching their true potential.

If it were a one-on-one fight, Pongo would not have fallen behind.

The problem was that he faced nine spirits. Even if one spirit showed weakness, the others could compensate, making this technique terrifyingly effective.

With perfect coordination, Huangquan Ghost Mother's face showed despair.

She genuinely saw no chance of victory. Even without considering the phoenix and true dragon, even the weakest true toad could unleash incredible powers. Each spirit had its strengths, though their current power was far from their full potential due to Lin Xuan's realm limitations.

They wielded various laws effortlessly, making them easier to use than by Lin Xuan himself.

The reason for this was that Lin Xuan's realm was insufficient and he had only a few types of true spirit blood. Just enough to match the nine required spirits. Otherwise, with more, Lin Xuan could choose which spirit to use based on his opponent, increasing their power even further.

Once mastered at the peak level, they would be formidable against even True Immortals or True Demons—only running away was an option!

PS: Fellow daoists, after reading this chapter, please move your precious fingers and cast a valuable recommendation vote for Hundred Refinements. Thank you!

幼狮书盟.

Reading Settings

18px
1.8
65ch
Show Pinyin + Chinese + English