yòng lè jí shēng bēi lái xíng róng yì diǎn yě méi yǒu cuò ， běn yǐ wéi dà zhǎng lǎo jìn jiē dù jié hòu qī ， běn mén cóng cǐ kě yǐ yáng méi tǔ qì ， méi xiǎng dào huàn lái de què shì zhè yàng de jié jú 。
用乐极生悲来形容一点也没有错，本以为大长老进阶渡劫后期，本门从此可以扬眉吐气，没想到换来的却是这样的结局。
Describing the situation as a case of extreme joy leading to sorrow would be accurate. I had expected that with the Great Elder advancing to late-stage Tribulation Transcendence, our sect could finally hold its head high and feel proud. Yet, this unexpected outcome brought nothing but despair.
tiān yǎ shū shēng yǔn luò ， dà zhǎng lǎo yòu shì ruò fēng hǔ ， shéi de xiǎo mìng ér dōu zhǐ yǒu yí gè ， nǎ ér hái gǎn cháng shì qù huàn xǐng tā ne ？
天雅书生陨落，大长老又势若疯虎，谁的小命儿都只有一个，哪儿还敢尝试去唤醒他呢？
The Scholar of Heavenly Elegance had fallen, and now the Great Elder was acting like a mad tiger. Who would dare attempt to wake him up when their own lives were at stake?
sì sàn ér táo shì zuì hǎo de xuǎn zé 。
四散而逃是最好的选择。
The best choice was to scatter and flee.
xìng cún de xiū shì bù yuē ér tóng de zhè me zuò 。
幸存的修士不约而同的这么做。
Surviving cultivators acted in unison, choosing to escape.
rán ér xiǎng táo yě bìng bú shì nà me róng yì de 。
然而想逃也并不是那么容易的。
However, escaping wasn't as easy as it seemed. The Fallen Spirit Patriarch had lost his mind, but he was indeed at late-stage Tribulation Transcendence. Escaping from such an existence would be incredibly difficult—requiring a series of fortunate coincidences.
zhuì líng lǎo zǔ shì fēng le ， kě tā de jìng jiè ， què shì dù jié hòu qī méi cuò ， xiǎng yào cóng zhè yàng de cún zài shǒu lǐ táo tuō ， kě xiǎng ér zhī ， yǒu duō me dà de nán dù 。
坠灵老祖是疯了，可他的境界，却是渡劫后期没错，想要从这样的存在手里逃脱，可想而知，有多么大的难度。
Given the current situation, only about one in ten cultivators might survive.
nà xū yào zhǒng zhǒng jī yuán qiǎo hé 。
那需要种种机缘巧合。
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jiù yǎn qián de qíng kuàng lái shuō ， zuì hòu néng gòu xìng cún xià lái de xiū xiān zhě ， kǒng pà bù guò shí zhī yī èr bà le 。
就眼前的情况来说，最后能够幸存下来的修仙者，恐怕不过十之一二罢了。
Everyone's future seemed uncertain.
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From afar, Lin Xuan sighed. The unexpected appearance of this sect had added to his difficulty in breaking through the void. However, he never imagined encountering such a scene head-on.
rén rén zhāo bù bǎo xī 。
人人朝不保夕。
The Great Senior of the other side was practicing and had gone mad. He was massacring our sect disciples without mercy. While the cultivation world was full of wonders, such an incident was rare indeed.
yuǎn chù ， lín xuān tàn le kǒu qì 。
远处，林轩叹了口气。
This matter didn't concern Lin Xuan directly, so staying out of it would be best. Yet, with Heaven's benevolence, he couldn’t ignore the continuous cries for help from afar. He felt a pang in his heart.
zhè yì wài chū xiàn de zōng mén jiā zú ， gěi tā pò suì xū kōng zēng tiān le nán dù ， dàn lín xuān zuò mèng yě bù céng xiǎng ， huì yíng miàn zhuàng jiàn zhè yàng de yí mù 。
这意外出现的宗门家族，给他破碎虚空增添了难度，但林轩做梦也不曾想，会迎面撞见这样的一幕。
Well, saving one life is better than building seven levels of merit pagodas. He couldn't just turn a blind eye.
duì fāng de tài shàng zhǎng lǎo jìng rán huì liàn gōng zǒu huǒ rù mó ， duì běn mén dì zǐ dà kāi shā jiè qǐ lái le 。
对方的太上长老竟然会练功走火入魔，对本门弟子大开杀戒起来了。
After a moment’s hesitation, Lin Xuan flew forward in a flash of light. Due to the suddenness, the sect's protective array hadn’t been activated, and he paid no heed to ordinary restrictions. In just a few breaths, he arrived at the scene.
xiū xiān jiè suī guāng guài lù lí ， dàn rú cǐ qí wén ， nà yě shì bìng bù duō jiàn dì 。
修仙界虽光怪陆离，但如此奇闻，那也是并不多见地。
The sky was filled with beams of light, flying法宝, and dazzling spiritual lights. Late-stage Tribulation Transcendence cultivators were terrifying, but remember—rabbits can bite when cornered.
cǐ shì yǔ lín xuān méi yǒu qiān chě ， zhì shēn shì wài shì zuì hǎo de xuǎn zé ， dàn shàng tiān yǒu hào shēng zhī dé ， yuǎn chù ， cǎn jiào shēng hái zài bù tíng de chuán rù ěr duǒ ， lín xuān tīng zhe ， yě yǒu xiē yú xīn bù rěn le 。
此事与林轩没有牵扯，置身事外是最好的选择，但上天有好生之德，远处，惨叫声还在不停的传入耳朵，林轩听着，也有些于心不忍了。
How about the Great Elder?
bà le ， jiù rén yī mìng shèng zào qī jí fú tú ， zì jǐ yě bù hǎo shì ruò wú dǔ 。
罢了，救人一命胜造七级浮屠，自己也不好视若无睹。
While the disciples of the Fallen Spirit Sect revered him, they wouldn’t just surrender. Even if they knew they couldn't win, they would still fight to the death.
lüè yī chí yí ， lín xuān dùn guāng fēi shàng qián qù ， yīn wèi biàn qǐ cāng cù ， gāi pài de hù pài dà zhèn bìng wèi kāi qǐ ， zhì yú yī xiē pǔ tōng jìn zhì ， lín xuān zì rán shì ruò wú dǔ ， qián hòu bù guò jǐ xī de gōng fu ， jiù lái dào shì fā dì le 。
略一迟疑，林轩遁光飞上前去，因为变起仓促，该派的护派大阵并未开启，至于一些普通禁制，林轩自然视若无睹，前后不过几息的功夫，就来到事发地了。
Desperate cultivators' eyes were bloodshot as they unleashed their most powerful treasures and techniques without hesitation.
dàn jiàn tiān kōng zhōng guāng shù zòng héng ， fǎ bǎo fēi wǔ 。 gè sè líng guāng yào yǎn cì mù ， dù jié hòu qī de xiū shì shì kě bù ， dàn bié wàng le ， tù zi jí le kě yě huì yǎo rén de 。
但见天空中光束纵横，法宝飞舞。各色灵光耀眼刺目，渡劫后期的修士是可怖，但别忘了，兔子急了可也会咬人的。
Unfortunately, it was in vain. The gap between them was too great; their counterattacks seemed futile, like trying to shake a tree with an ant.
dà zhǎng lǎo yòu rú hé ？
大长老又如何？
In the end, it was all for naught.
zhuì líng mén de xiū shì duì qí shì jìng wèi méi cuò ， dàn wú lùn rú hé ， yě bù kě néng yǐn jǐng jiù chuō ， jiù suàn míng zhī dào dǎ bù guò ， yě yào bó yī bó 。
坠灵门的修士对其是敬畏没错，但无论如何，也不可能引颈就戳，就算明知道打不过，也要搏一搏。
Several more cultivators fell within the blink of an eye. Even the sect’s patriarch met his demise.
bèi bī dào jué jìng de xiū shì ， yí gè gè yǎn jīng dōu hóng le 。
被逼到绝境的修士，一个个眼睛都红了。
Everyone was now trembling with fear.
fēn fēn jì chū le zì jǐ de běn mìng bǎo wù ， háo bù lìn sè de shī zhǎn chū yā xiāng dǐ de gōng fu 。
纷纷祭出了自己的本命宝物，毫不吝啬的施展出压箱底的功夫。
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kě xī méi yǒu yòng tú 。 bǐ cǐ chā jù tài dà ， tā men de fǎn jī ， xiǎn de shì nà yàng de wú lì ， jiù yǔ pí fú hàn shù yí gè dào lǐ 。
可惜没有用途。彼此差距太大，他们的反击，显得是那样的无力，就与蚍蜉撼树一个道理。
They couldn't fight and escape wasn’t possible.
dào tóu lái ， yě jǐn jǐn shì bái fèi lì qì 。
到头来，也仅仅是白费力气。
Was today their day to die here, in this place?
jiù zhè me yī zhǎ yǎn de gōng fu ， yòu yǔn luò le shù míng xiū xiān zhě ， shèn zhì lián zhuì líng mén de zhǎng mén ， yě shēn shǒu yì chù 。
就这么一眨眼的功夫，又陨落了数名修仙者，甚至连坠灵门的掌门，也身首异处。
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suǒ yǒu rén jiē dǎn hán le 。
所有人皆胆寒了。
Shen Yuan's face was filled with terror. He had not yet perished only by chance. In such a situation, a cultivator who hadn’t even formed an婴had no means of self-preservation.
dǎ ， dǎ bù guò 。 táo ， yòu wú fǎ táo tuō 。
打，打不过。逃，又无法逃脱。
Just moments ago, he was full of confidence; now, his future was uncertain. Life in the cultivation world was like a play, and its changes were bizarre.
nán dào jīn tiān zhù dìng yǔn luò ， zài zhè lǐ hún fēi pò sàn diào me ？
难道今天注定陨落，在这里魂飞魄散掉么？
But what did it matter now? He only hoped that the Great Elder wouldn't notice him.
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When one's strength couldn’t protect them, all they could rely on was luck.
shěn yuán de liǎn shàng mǎn shì wèi jù ， tā xiàn zài hái méi yǒu yǔn luò zhǐ shì yùn qì hǎo ér yǐ 。 zài zhè zhǒng qíng kuàng xià ， yí gè lián yuán yīng dōu méi yǒu jié chéng de xiū shì ， nǎ ér yǒu fēn háo de zì bǎo zhī lì 。
沈原的脸上满是畏惧，他现在还没有陨落只是运气好而已。在这种情况下，一个连元婴都没有结成的修士，哪儿有分毫的自保之力。
However, luck was elusive; it wasn’t easily explained.
qián yī kè zì jǐ hái chóu chú mǎn zhì ， zhuǎn yǎn jiān què zhāo bù bǎo xī 。 dōu shuō rén shēng rú xì ， xiū xiān jiè de biàn huà ， gèng shì guāng guài lù lí 。
前一刻自己还踌躇满志，转眼间却朝不保夕。都说人生如戏，修仙界的变化，更是光怪陆离。
Just as he finished praying, his hair stood on end. The gaze of the Fallen Spirit Patriarch had turned to this spot.
rán ér xiàn zài shuō zhè xiē hái yǒu shén me yì yì 。 tā zhǐ qí dǎo dà zhǎng lǎo bú yào fā xiàn zì jǐ 。
然而现在说这些还有什么意义。他只祈祷大长老不要发现自己。
"Ah!"
dāng shí lì bù zú yǐ zì bǎo ， tā kě yǐ yǐ zhàng de ， biàn zhǐ shèng xià yùn qì 。
当实力不足以自保，他可以倚仗的，便只剩下运气。
Shen Yuan screamed in terror, but he felt powerless, unable to move. His dantian’s qi seemed to have stopped flowing.
rán ér yùn qì zhè dōng xī xū wú piāo miǎo ， gēn běn jiù bú shì qīng yì shuō dé qīng dì 。
然而运气这东西虚无缥缈，根本就不是轻易说得清地。
This sounded absurd, but a condensation core cultivator facing a Tribulation Transcendence powerhouse wouldn’t dare run away either; it wasn't about courage. Any condensation core cultivator in his position would behave similarly.
tā zhè biān cái qí dǎo wán bì ， bèi hòu de hán máo jiù gēn gēn shù qǐ ， zhuì líng lǎo zǔ de mù guāng ， jìng rán zhuǎn xiàng le zhè lǐ 。
他这边才祈祷完毕，背后的寒毛就根根竖起，坠灵老祖的目光，竟然转向了这里。
The disparity in their strength was too great.
“ mā ya ！”
“妈呀！”
At that moment, thought ceased. Their downfall seemed inevitable.
shěn yuán xià dé jīng kǒng dà jiào ， xiǎng yào ， què jué de hún shēn shǐ bù shàng lì ， dān tián qì hǎi zhōng de fǎ lì ， jìng rán yùn zhuàn bù qǐ 。
沈原吓得惊恐大叫，想要，却觉得浑身使不上力，丹田气海中的法力，竟然运转不起。
However, just as this realization struck, the terrifying pressure suddenly vanished.
zhè tīng shàng qù lí pǔ ， dàn xiǎng xiǎng tā yī níng dān qī xiū xiān zhě ， miàn duì dù jié jí bié de dà néng yòu zěn me yòu dǎn zi táo ne ， zhè wú guān yǒng qì ， rèn hé yī wèi níng dān qī xiū shì yǔ tā yì dì ér chǔ ， biǎo xiàn dōu bú huì gèng hǎo de 。
这听上去离谱，但想想他一凝丹期修仙者，面对渡劫级别的大能又怎么又胆子逃呢，这无关勇气，任何一位凝丹期修士与他易地而处，表现都不会更好的。
"Phew!"
shuāng fāng shí lì de chā jù ， shí zài shì tài dà le 。
双方实力的差距，实在是太大了。
Shen Yuan felt all his strength drained and collapsed to the ground.
zài zhè yī kè ， sī kǎo dōu yǐ jīng tíng zhǐ ， yǔn luò ， sì hū yǐ jīng chéng liǎo wú fǎ nì zhuǎn de jié jú 。
在这一刻，思考都已经停止，陨落，似乎已经成了无法逆转的结局。
He had almost entered the realm of ghosts. But why did he escape such a peril?
rán ér jiù zài zhè shí ， nà lìng rén jīng sǒng de yā pò gǎn tū rán xiāo shī 。
然而就在这时，那令人惊悚的压迫感突然消失。
Could it be someone saved him?
“ hū ！”
“呼！”
This explanation made sense, but with everyone struggling for their own survival, who would have the energy to help?
shěn yuán fǎng fú yī xià zi bèi chōu diào le suǒ yǒu de lì qì ， tān dào zài dì 。
沈原仿佛一下子被抽掉了所有的力气，瘫倒在地。
Only astonishment remained.
gāng cái ， tā shuō yī zhī jiǎo mài rù guǐ mén guān yě bù wèi guò ， zhǐ shì ， wèi hé yòu néng huà xiǎn wéi yí ？
刚才，他说一只脚迈入鬼门关也不为过，只是，为何又能化险为夷？
But curiosity couldn’t solve his problem. The immediate priority was to leave this place as quickly as possible.
nán dào shì yǒu rén xiāng jiù zì jǐ 。
难道是有人相救自己。
Shen Yuan took a deep breath and felt he could control his qi again. He immediately pulled out a spirit talisman and turned it into a streak of light, flying away.
zhè ge jiě shì hé qíng hé lǐ ， rán ér cǐ kè ， dà jiā dōu shì ní pú sà guò hé ， néng gòu bǎo zhù xiǎo mìng ér jiù bù cuò ， shuí hái yǒu jīng lì chū shǒu xiàng zhù ？
这个解释合情合理，然而此刻，大家都是泥菩萨过河，能够保住小命儿就不错，谁还有精力出手相助？
Many cultivators from the Fallen Spirit Sect made similar choices at that moment, feeling a lighter pressure.
chú le chà yì hái shì chà yì 。
除了诧异还是诧异。
Although they didn’t know why, quickly leaving this dangerous place was always wise.
dàn hào qí jiě jué bù liǎo wèn tí ， dāng wù zhī jí ， shì chèn cǐ jī huì ， gǎn kuài lí kāi zhè lǐ 。
但好奇解决不了问题，当务之急，是趁此机会，赶快离开这里。
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shěn yuán shēn shēn hū xī ， gǎn jué yòu néng kòng zhì tǐ nèi de fǎ lì ， lì kè qǔ chū yī zhāng líng fú ， huà wèi yī dào jīng hóng fēi xiàng le yuǎn chù 。
沈原深深呼吸，感觉又能控制体内的法力，立刻取出一张灵符，化为一道惊虹飞向了远处。
However, the Fallen Spirit Patriarch seemed to ignore everything. His entire focus was on one person.
cǐ shí zhuì líng mén de xiū xiān zhě ， hěn duō dōu zuò chū le xiāng tóng de xuǎn zé 。
此时坠灵门的修仙者，很多都做出了相同的选择。
Yes, he had gone mad while practicing, but his instincts as a late-stage Tribulation Transcendence powerhouse were still sharp.
yīn wèi tā men dōu mò míng qí miào de gǎn jué yā lì biàn qīng le 。
因为他们都莫名其妙的感觉压力变轻了。
The ones fleeing in all directions were insignificant; the real threat came from far away.
suī rán bù zhī dào yuán yīn rú hé ， dàn gǎn kuài lí kāi zhè shì fēi zhī dì ， zǒng shì méi cuò 。
虽然不知道原因如何，但赶快离开这是非之地，总是没错。
Though it sounded distant, its speed made it seem closer.
ér duì zhè yī qiè ， zhuì líng lǎo zǔ jìng shì ruò wú dǔ ， cǐ kè ， tā suǒ yǒu de jīng lì ， dōu bèi yí gè rén xī yǐn guò qù le 。
而对这一切，坠灵老祖竟视若无睹，此刻，他所有的精力，都被一个人吸引过去了。
Soon, a streak of light like a meteor entered his field of vision. The figure within was barely visible.
méi cuò ， tā shì liàn gōng zǒu huǒ ， yě tóu nǎo mí hū fēng diān diào le 。
没错，他是练功走火，也头脑迷糊疯癫掉了。
Lin Xuan!
dàn zuò wèi dù jié hòu qī de lǎo guài wù ， běn néng yī jiù qīng chǔ 。
但做为渡劫后期的老怪物，本能依旧清楚。
As a mid-stage Tribulation Transcendence cultivator, Lin Xuan naturally exerted more pressure than ordinary ones. Thus, he became the primary target.
cǐ kè sì sàn ér táo de ， bù guò shì yī xiē wú zú qīng zhòng de xiǎo jiā huo ， zhēn zhèng de wēi xié lái zì tiān biān jí yuǎn zhī chù 。
此刻四散而逃的，不过是一些无足轻重的小家伙，真正的威胁来自天边极远之处。
Without hesitation, his divine sense locked onto Lin Xuan. He then clapped his hands and let out an inaudible roar. Black qi began to spread from his body, enveloping him like snakes writhing and dancing.
shuō shì jí yuǎn ， qí shí yě yǔ dùn sù xī xī xiāng guān 。
说是极远，其实也与遁速息息相关。
Lin Xuan’s pupils constricted!
hěn kuài ， yī dào rú tóng liú xīng xù yǔ bān de jīng hóng jiù yìng rù le yǎn lián 。
很快，一道如同流星絮羽般的惊虹就映入了眼帘。
Darkness!
nà guāng máng shì rú cǐ de yào yǎn ， lǐ miàn ， yí gè rén yǐng ruò yǐn ruò xiàn 。
那光芒是如此的耀眼，里面，一个人影若隐若现。
This was a Dao of Darkness technique.
lín xuān ！
林轩！
While common in the human world, it was rare for spirit realm cultivators to choose such paths due to the eternal conflict between the spirit realm and ancient demon realms. Such choices were indeed rare, often made by cultivators far more powerful than their peers.
lín xuān zuò wèi dù jié zhōng qī de xiū xiān zhě ， dài gěi zhuì líng lǎo zǔ de yā lì dāng rán yào bǐ pǔ tōng xiū shì dà dé duō ， cǐ kè ， zì rán yě jiù shì zuì xī yǐn chóu hèn de 。
林轩做为渡劫中期的修仙者，带给坠灵老祖的压力当然要比普通修士大得多，此刻，自然也就是最吸引仇恨的。
They wouldn’t be easily defeated!
jī hū sī háo yóu yù yě wú ， tā de shén shí ， jiù jiāng lín xuān suǒ dìng zhù 。
几乎丝毫犹豫也无，他的神识，就将林轩锁定住。
This thought flashed through his mind as he acted without hesitation. He flicked his sleeves, producing a clear ringing sound. Dozens of flying swords emerged from his sleeves, forming long sword lights that circled and danced before him.
suí hòu zhǐ jiàn tā liǎng shǒu yī hé ， kǒu zhōng yǐn yǐn yǒu sī hǒu shēng chuán chū ， yī lǚ lǚ hēi qì yóu tā de shēn tǐ biǎo miàn piāo sàn ér chū ， jiāng tā zhěng gè rén bāo guǒ ， rú tóng yī tiáo tiáo mó shé ， zhāng yá wǔ zhǎo de wǔ dòng zhe 。
随后只见他两手一合，口中隐隐有嘶吼声传出，一缕缕黑气由他的身体表面飘散而出，将他整个人包裹，如同一条条魔蛇，张牙舞爪的舞动着。
Then, with a swift yet deliberate gesture, Lin Xuan pointed forward.
lín xuān tóng kǒng wēi suō ！
林轩瞳孔微缩！
As he moved, the clear ringing grew louder, and all the sword lights split into seven, like a storm, sweeping toward the target.
mó dào gōng fǎ ！
魔道功法！
Although the other party had gone mad, they were still a formidable late-stage Tribulation Transcendence powerhouse. Lin Xuan didn’t hide his strength; he unleashed his full power to quickly eliminate him here.
Describing the situation as a case of extreme joy leading to sorrow would be accurate. I had expected that with the Great Elder advancing to late-stage Tribulation Transcendence, our sect could finally hold its head high and feel proud. Yet, this unexpected outcome brought nothing but despair.
The Scholar of Heavenly Elegance had fallen, and now the Great Elder was acting like a mad tiger. Who would dare attempt to wake him up when their own lives were at stake?
The best choice was to scatter and flee.
Surviving cultivators acted in unison, choosing to escape.
However, escaping wasn't as easy as it seemed. The Fallen Spirit Patriarch had lost his mind, but he was indeed at late-stage Tribulation Transcendence. Escaping from such an existence would be incredibly difficult—requiring a series of fortunate coincidences.
Given the current situation, only about one in ten cultivators might survive.
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Everyone's future seemed uncertain.
From afar, Lin Xuan sighed. The unexpected appearance of this sect had added to his difficulty in breaking through the void. However, he never imagined encountering such a scene head-on.
The Great Senior of the other side was practicing and had gone mad. He was massacring our sect disciples without mercy. While the cultivation world was full of wonders, such an incident was rare indeed.
This matter didn't concern Lin Xuan directly, so staying out of it would be best. Yet, with Heaven's benevolence, he couldn’t ignore the continuous cries for help from afar. He felt a pang in his heart.
Well, saving one life is better than building seven levels of merit pagodas. He couldn't just turn a blind eye.
After a moment’s hesitation, Lin Xuan flew forward in a flash of light. Due to the suddenness, the sect's protective array hadn’t been activated, and he paid no heed to ordinary restrictions. In just a few breaths, he arrived at the scene.
The sky was filled with beams of light, flying法宝, and dazzling spiritual lights. Late-stage Tribulation Transcendence cultivators were terrifying, but remember—rabbits can bite when cornered.
How about the Great Elder?
While the disciples of the Fallen Spirit Sect revered him, they wouldn’t just surrender. Even if they knew they couldn't win, they would still fight to the death.
Desperate cultivators' eyes were bloodshot as they unleashed their most powerful treasures and techniques without hesitation.
Unfortunately, it was in vain. The gap between them was too great; their counterattacks seemed futile, like trying to shake a tree with an ant.
In the end, it was all for naught.
Several more cultivators fell within the blink of an eye. Even the sect’s patriarch met his demise.
Everyone was now trembling with fear.
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They couldn't fight and escape wasn’t possible.
Was today their day to die here, in this place?
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Shen Yuan's face was filled with terror. He had not yet perished only by chance. In such a situation, a cultivator who hadn’t even formed an婴had no means of self-preservation.
Just moments ago, he was full of confidence; now, his future was uncertain. Life in the cultivation world was like a play, and its changes were bizarre.
But what did it matter now? He only hoped that the Great Elder wouldn't notice him.
When one's strength couldn’t protect them, all they could rely on was luck.
However, luck was elusive; it wasn’t easily explained.
Just as he finished praying, his hair stood on end. The gaze of the Fallen Spirit Patriarch had turned to this spot.
"Ah!"
Shen Yuan screamed in terror, but he felt powerless, unable to move. His dantian’s qi seemed to have stopped flowing.
This sounded absurd, but a condensation core cultivator facing a Tribulation Transcendence powerhouse wouldn’t dare run away either; it wasn't about courage. Any condensation core cultivator in his position would behave similarly.
The disparity in their strength was too great.
At that moment, thought ceased. Their downfall seemed inevitable.
However, just as this realization struck, the terrifying pressure suddenly vanished.
"Phew!"
Shen Yuan felt all his strength drained and collapsed to the ground.
He had almost entered the realm of ghosts. But why did he escape such a peril?
Could it be someone saved him?
This explanation made sense, but with everyone struggling for their own survival, who would have the energy to help?
Only astonishment remained.
But curiosity couldn’t solve his problem. The immediate priority was to leave this place as quickly as possible.
Shen Yuan took a deep breath and felt he could control his qi again. He immediately pulled out a spirit talisman and turned it into a streak of light, flying away.
Many cultivators from the Fallen Spirit Sect made similar choices at that moment, feeling a lighter pressure.
Although they didn’t know why, quickly leaving this dangerous place was always wise.
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However, the Fallen Spirit Patriarch seemed to ignore everything. His entire focus was on one person.
Yes, he had gone mad while practicing, but his instincts as a late-stage Tribulation Transcendence powerhouse were still sharp.
The ones fleeing in all directions were insignificant; the real threat came from far away.
Though it sounded distant, its speed made it seem closer.
Soon, a streak of light like a meteor entered his field of vision. The figure within was barely visible.
Lin Xuan!
As a mid-stage Tribulation Transcendence cultivator, Lin Xuan naturally exerted more pressure than ordinary ones. Thus, he became the primary target.
Without hesitation, his divine sense locked onto Lin Xuan. He then clapped his hands and let out an inaudible roar. Black qi began to spread from his body, enveloping him like snakes writhing and dancing.
Lin Xuan’s pupils constricted!
Darkness!
This was a Dao of Darkness technique.
While common in the human world, it was rare for spirit realm cultivators to choose such paths due to the eternal conflict between the spirit realm and ancient demon realms. Such choices were indeed rare, often made by cultivators far more powerful than their peers.
They wouldn’t be easily defeated!
This thought flashed through his mind as he acted without hesitation. He flicked his sleeves, producing a clear ringing sound. Dozens of flying swords emerged from his sleeves, forming long sword lights that circled and danced before him.
Then, with a swift yet deliberate gesture, Lin Xuan pointed forward.
As he moved, the clear ringing grew louder, and all the sword lights split into seven, like a storm, sweeping toward the target.
Although the other party had gone mad, they were still a formidable late-stage Tribulation Transcendence powerhouse. Lin Xuan didn’t hide his strength; he unleashed his full power to quickly eliminate him here.