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第三千四百三十五章 一招克敌

Lin Xuan's heart was filled with shock and anger. He flicked his sleeves, intending to summon a defensive treasure, but instead, he heard the "kukuku" laughter of Yue'er, who moved even faster this time.

She waved her jade hand, instantly creating a thick mist of dark wind that sounded like a chorus of ten thousand ghosts crying. A dense, ink-like aura enveloped both of them.

In the next moment, those colorful light beams struck down with great force.

However, it was like a stone thrown into deep water; there was no trace of disturbance.

Though the Seven Treasures of the Deva had not been fully gathered yet, Yue'er had advanced to the early stage of Tribulation Transcendence cultivators. Her abilities were naturally formidable. The last time she couldn't even defeat an equal-level ghost, it was because her realm hadn't stabilized after just advancing and out of concern that Lin Xuan might be no match for the Netherworld Ghost Mother, thus compromising her strength.

Now, with circumstances changed, Yue'er's realm had stabilized. Her first move displayed considerable power.

The first wave of light beams was blocked, but Yue'er wasn’t one to simply take hits without retaliating.

Her jade hand flitted through the air, and the dark aura churned violently, revealing hundreds of skeletal heads on its surface. Their eyes turned blood-red as they gnashed their jaws loudly, spitting out demonic flames...

Rumble!

The peaks were all enveloped by the protective barrier's light curtain. However, Yue'er’s attacks couldn’t be ignored; though not collapsing in a spectacular manner, her assault still caused significant damage, destroying most of the Crystal Might Cannon.

With no backup plans proving useful, the elderly man in black and the middle-aged man with the surname Lu looked utterly dismayed. The Cloud Fairy's subordinates were just as absurd. Was their sect truly destined to meet its end today?

But at this moment, such thoughts held no meaning.

The two exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with resolve.

Though most cultivators are cold-hearted and emotionally detached, there are those deeply attached to their sects.

These two were among them, now harboring the intention to die. They would sacrifice themselves for Yun Xia Sect!

Brothers in arms simultaneously unleashed their命魂宝物, transforming into two streaks of green and white light that rushed towards Lin Xuan with incredible speed.

The buzzing sound was already loud before they reached him; a terrifying spiritual pressure descended from the sky.

Lin Xuan's pupils constricted as he flicked his sleeves. The Nine Palaces Sword formed a continuous line, moving swiftly to block their attacks.

"Why are you doing this? We've never wronged each other in the past or present. Why would you ambush us here?"

Lin Xuan scanned them and saw that they were two early-stage Tribulation Transcendence cultivators. He wasn't afraid of facing them together with Yue'er, but he didn’t want to engage in a meaningless battle.

Better to avoid trouble if possible. At the very least, he needed to understand the reason behind this ambush.

"Devil, stop your nonsense! Do you think we would fall for your ruse?" The middle-aged man with the surname Lu roared. The clouds in the sky were dispersed as his sleeves billowed, and his arm grew tenfold. He was practicing physical cultivation.

He threw a punch at them, while the elderly man in black wasn’t idle either. His sleeves flailed, sending out countless short spears from within.

"Unlucky bastards!"

Lin Xuan was provoked to true anger. It was understandable why he was upset; who had wronged him?

Just after teleporting, it was uncertain whether they had arrived at Rain桐界, but they were ambushed by someone for no reason.

The attacks were fierce. If not for his far superior strength compared to others of the same realm, they would have surely been severely injured or worse.

As the saying goes, even clay has a spark of fire; how much more so for cultivators?

Though Lin Xuan didn’t want to engage in such a battle without cause, it was now too late. The other party was clearly forcing him into action.

Thoughts raced through his mind like lightning. A trace of viciousness flashed across his face as he saw the attacks closing in. Without dodging, Lin Xuan charged head-on at their punch.

Facing an early-stage Tribulation Transcendence cultivator, a direct confrontation was the simplest and most straightforward approach.

Boom!

The gale-force winds scattered as their punches collided mid-air.

The middle-aged man with the surname Lu felt an overwhelming force that he couldn’t resist or avoid. His throat turned sweet, and he flew out like a piece of tattered cloth.

"Junior Brother!"

The elderly man in black was both shocked and angry. Though he had harbored thoughts of death, he hadn't expected such a stark difference in strength; his junior brother was already overwhelmed after just one exchange.

But with formidable enemies surrounding them, there was no time for him to be distracted.

A strange laughter echoed as a giant ghost claw descended from the sky. Even before it reached them, the wind stung their faces. He didn’t dare hesitate and raised both hands to manipulate his treasure against the attack.

However, he heard a sharp command: "Go!"

Before he could react, countless piercing sounds filled the air. Before his eyes, a silver sword rain surged like a raging wave, rushing towards him.

Even late-stage Tribulation Transcendence cultivators couldn’t ignore this.

The elderly man in black was shocked and ignored the ghost claw above him. He bit his tongue to expel his命魂 essence, and the short spears before him glowed fiercely as they clashed with the Nine Palaces Sword.

Clank!

His own命魂 treasure couldn’t withstand it; he hadn’t even thought of an escape plan when he was hit by the ghost claw from above and slammed into the ground.

This was their first joint battle after a thousand years. Time had worn away the traces of immortality, but they were still as well-coordinated as ever.

The two early-stage Tribulation Transcendence cultivators were like clay figurines; they were instantly defeated in a single exchange.

All the Cloud Island cultivators watched this clearly. Even some commoners witnessed it firsthand.

Everyone's eyes widened with disbelief. Though most had never seen the Supreme Elders, their portraits were well-known, even worshipped as deities by many commoners.

This wasn’t surprising to them; in the eyes of ordinary people, cultivators could move mountains and rivers, fly through clouds—already incredibly powerful. Early-stage Tribulation Transcendence was among the top ranks, so they wouldn’t be much different from gods.

But now, these revered Supreme Elders were like clay figurines, defeated in a single exchange.

Such absurdity would be hard to believe if not seen with one's own eyes.

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