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第三千四百二十二章 山穷水尽

Tian Xiaojian was surrounded by danger, and Lin Xuan's current situation wasn't much better.

A heavenly tribulation descended!

Perhaps due to the True Spiritdemon pill, the tribulation clouds actually manifested nine kinds of true spirits—True Dragon, Rainbow Phoenix, etc.—one after another.

And they weren’t just superficially similar; each emitted a formidable aura. The chaotic demon qi was also genuine and real!

Lin Xuan couldn't help but turn pale. He didn’t know how to deal with this situation. The True Spirit Refinement Sword Technique couldn’t be used, and other abilities wouldn’t work in such circumstances.

Still pondering, the nine true spirits had already closed in on him.

Desperate, Lin Xuan could only hastily defend himself.

A clear sound echoed as the phoenix, though the king of all birds, was outmatched by Zhu Que when it came to flight speed. Its eyes were filled with ferocity, and with a flap of its wings, flames spread like wildfire across the sky.

Red lotus flames!

No, those weren’t red lotus flames; they were black in color, but their power was no less impressive.

Lin Xuan’s pupils constricted as he flicked his sleeves. A piece of greenish-crimson light shot out.

Emerald green and verdant, the light blazed brightly.

Spinning like a top, it transformed into a myriad of sword qi.

Like a fierce wind, dense and rapid, it flew towards the flames.

In the next moment, they collided.

However, the powerful sword qi instantly extinguished upon contact. The black lotus flames were surprisingly potent.

Lin Xuan’s expression was grim. The current danger seemed even more terrifying than he had anticipated.

But fear didn’t show on his face.

Fear was useless; how terrible could it be? He would deal with any threat as they came. He truly believed that he wouldn’t perish here.

With a mouthful, Lin Xuan expelled a ball of flame the size of an egg from his mouth.

Five-colored glass emitted mysterious and powerful energy.

Phantom Spirit Heaven Fire!

Though the five elements interacted in mutual generation and suppression, same-element abilities could still counter each other. It all depended on their relative power.

The Phantom Spirit Heaven Fire instantly swelled as it caught the wind, transforming into a vast ocean of flames. With waves surging, it collided with the black lotus flames.

Phantom Spirit Heaven Fire. This was indeed his trump card.

Its power was formidable; the black lotus flames were entirely engulfed.

Unfortunately, Lin Xuan’s enemies weren’t just Zhu Que. The black phoenix and the Golden Bird also flew over, each unleashing their own secret techniques. Different types of flames attacked the Phantom Spirit Heaven Fire from all sides.

Thus, despite its impressive power, the Phantom Spirit Heaven Fire was clearly struggling to hold them off!

Lin Xuan faced even more trouble.

The other true spirits, though slower than birds, were still swift enough.

They flew over, encircling Lin Xuan. It was as if his life hung by a thread.

At this moment, Lin Xuan truly understood the frustration and helplessness of Huangquan Ghost Mother.

But he wouldn’t give up anything.

With a sharp cry:

"Let's see the power of Lin’s Hundred Dragons Fang!"

Before the words left his mouth, his hands moved like butterflies, flickering rapidly.

The Nine Palaces Instant Sword emitted intense light as countless talisman inscriptions appeared and disappeared on its surface. The brightness grew even more piercing, transforming into fierce-looking dragons.

Roar!

Dragons roared from the heavens, lunging at the nine true spirits.

Their momentum was impressive, but these dragons were merely illusions conjured bytreasure sword and magical artifact.

Though their power wasn’t negligible, they were just superficially similar.

The Hundred Dragons Fang appeared formidable, yet upon touching the tribulation clouds’ true spirit, it quickly showed signs of defeat.

Hundred Dragons Fang failed to turn the tide.

Lin Xuan sighed.

In this situation, what choice did he have?

Playing it safe was nothing but suicide.

So, he flicked his sleeves and a simple ancient scroll flew out.

Slowly unfurling, green light shone brightly on its surface.

The Immortal Sword Scroll.

Though using an innate treasure now would reduce its power significantly, Lin Xuan had no other better choice. It was almost inevitable.

...

Regardless of Lin Xuan’s perilous situation, Tian Xiaojian faced even more misfortune at this moment.

Chased by two of the Six Kings ofNetherworld, he found himself with nowhere to go and no way out. Desperate, he shattered the void to escape the netherworld.

The hardships were unimaginable.

Fortunately, heaven didn’t abandon him. Just as the pursuers arrived, he finally opened a portal, escaping into the void.

Even if Jin Yue Corpse King and Tiansha Bright King appeared in their true forms, there was nothing they could do.

But Tian Xiaojian’s troubles weren’t over yet.

This escape through the void was a last-ditch effort without any support from arrays or suitable treasures. Thus, his journey was destined to be perilous.

Midway, he encountered spatial storms.

Tian Xiaojian couldn’t help feeling depressed. He couldn’t fathom how unlucky he had become.

Spatial storms were the most terrifying things that traversed between realms. Countless powerful old monsters had perished under their wrath. This one was particularly formidable.

But what could be done? Since fate had brought him here, he had no choice but to forge ahead.

Fortunately, Tian Xiaojian had some knowledge of spatial secrets, and the demon leader’s experience was boundless.

Still, it mattered little. After being relentlessly pursued, his remaining magical energy was minimal.

A skilled cook couldn’t make a meal with no ingredients. Without enough magical energy, how could Tian Xiaojian withstand the spatial storm?

But he didn’t want to give up. Tian Xiaojian’s character never gave in; thus, under duress, he ignited the primordial flame.

However, his original life essence had already been lost too much. The primordial flame was a desperate measure, providing little magical energy. As it seemed he would exhaust all resources and perish in the spatial rift, an ancient voice echoed in his ears.

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