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第三千五百五十三章 投鼠忌器

Golden-winged Great Peng!

Its eyes flashed with cold light, emitting a chilling aura of killing intent.

Then it flapped its wings, and countless feathers transformed into golden feather swords that rained down from the sky towards the opponent below.

The other party had no way to dodge; he was already being held by the White Tiger's shoulder.

With dire straits, but not willing to sit idly by, a hint of viciousness appeared on his face as the two heads exchanged positions again.

Then that demon-like head flipped its eyes and opened its blood-filled mouth, emitting wave after wave of black sound waves at an alarming speed.

It then formed shield after shield, their number shocking, enveloping it from all sides.

However, in the next moment, a sizzling sound entered his ears. Those shields, which seemed formidable, turned as fragile as tofu and disintegrated instantly.

The Golden-winged Great Peng's attacks had a breaking-through effect; ordinary treasures couldn't withstand them—onlyprimordial spirit treasurecould do so.

The immortal sword was now close enough with no obstructions, hacking and slashing horizontally and vertically.

Bloody flowers appeared in his vision.

Lin Xuan's heart leaped with joy. How could he let such an opportunity slip?

He continuously cast spells, sending another true spirit towards the opponent.

No, not one but two, attacking from both sides!

The left side was the Golden Sun, emitting golden flames, while the right side had crimson-red flames.

True Golden Suns and Vermilion Birds wouldn't normally team up to fight. However, as these were illusions created by the True Spirit Sword Art, they could cooperate seamlessly under Lin Xuan's command.

There was no way for the opponent to dodge; he was enveloped in different types of flames almost instantly. Soon after, the Qilin and Mountain Giant Ape also viciously pounced on him.

The other party had no more strength left to fight back.

Indeed, it was a technique recorded in the Black Moon Heaven Witch Art. Even the spirit race's patriarchs were now showing signs of defeat; there was no longer any suspense about who would win or lose.

Lin Xuan secretly exhaled with relief but his spells continued to change rapidly. Seizing this opportunity, he wouldn't hold back against such a formidable enemy.

Various attacks like waves and storms poured towards the opponent.

Spirit light enveloped the two-headed four-armed monster, making him hard to see. However, his cries of pain echoed far away.

His fall was inevitable; the outcome of this battle would not just be a simple defeat.

Suddenly, a harsh voice rang out: "Stop!"

Lin Xuan turned around and saw something that surprised him greatly.

The spirit race's holy maiden, like a mad tiger, struggled to free Moon from her grasp and flew towards Lin Xuan.

What did she want? To save the spirit race's patriarch?

That was a good idea, but it was too naive. She might be overestimating herself.

Lin Xuan had already struggled against the spirit race's patriarch; a mere holy maiden wasn't worth his time. Moreover, Moon was only temporarily separated and quickly caught up with her.

The outcome of the battle couldn't change anymore.

A sneer appeared on Lin Xuan's face but just then, a transmission entered his ears.

Lin Xuan's expression changed as he raised his head to see colorful spirit light emanating from the holy maiden. Her inner power became chaotic and filled with wild energy.

Lin Xuan's face turned grim as he paused mid-action; the true spirits' attacks also stopped but remained around the two-headed four-armed monster.

After a moment, the smoke cleared, and the spirit light dimmed.

The two-headed four-armed monster reappeared, no longer fierce. It looked utterly defeated with injuries everywhere, even missing two arms, its aura weakened to less than half of its original strength—essentially at its last breath.

It raised its head to look at the holy maiden who was rushing over and suddenly shrank in size.

The spirit race's patriarch reappeared, looking worried and pale.

Lin Xuan's eyebrows rose as he had a vague understanding. But he didn't lower his guard; turning around, he looked at the holy maiden: "Friend, what do you want to threaten me with? What is your intention?"

Moon had flown beside him. Seeing Young Master speak, she stopped her actions and joined Lin Xuan's vigilant expression.

"Threaten you? That's too much of a claim, Your Excellency. Your Dao techniques are supreme; even my adoptive father couldn't match you. Now I'm the fish, and you're the butcher. What capital do I have to threaten you with?" the holy maiden sighed, looking pitiful.

"Humph."

Lin Xuan was unmoved: "Now that we've reached this point, what purpose does pretending to be pitiful serve? You said earlier that if I didn't stop, you would self-destruct and split us apart forever. Isn't that a threat?"

"I spoke under duress; please don't take it to heart," the holy maiden replied sincerely.

"Very well."

Lin Xuan's voice was sincere: "Two friends, what proposal do you have? You are the earring spirit of the Seven Treasures of Mordor. For my wife and me, these treasures must be useful. I know their value. After enduring countless hardships to bring Moon here, I won't give up until I get the Seven Treasures."

"Your purpose is clear to me; indeed, I am the spirit of the earring from the Seven Treasures. According to reason, this Asura King's reincarnation should be my former master. But as a true spirit, I'm not just an ordinary treasure," the holy maiden said.

"I understand. I won't treat you like an ordinary treasure. If you accompany us back, we will surely treat you with great respect. Once Moon regains her strength, we'll give you many compensations," Lin Xuan's sincere voice echoed. A peaceful resolution would be best if they could negotiate.

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