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第三千五百六十二章 飞蛾扑火

A moment later, the light flickered, and colorful lights kept appearing in mid-air.

Finally, they coalesced into a bright halo that enveloped the demon scorpion. Despite its desperate struggle, it was futile.

It took nearly half an hour for the light to gradually dim down.

The sky remained calm, but the grotesque demon scorpion had vanished without a trace. It seemed as if everything that happened just now was merely a fleeting illusion.

"Phew!"

Lin Xuan took a deep breath and expelled the stale air from his lungs. He looked around; the desert had returned to its peaceful state. The battle had been swift, both in coming and going, and no other adventurers were drawn by it. It seemed that the spirit maiden of the Spirit Clan was not lying when she said that these buried spirits, though formidable, only possessed mental powers equivalent to Foundation Establishment stage cultivators.

"Let's go!"

This place was a dangerous one; they shouldn't linger here for too long. Lin Xuan didn’t know what had happened in ancient times, but even the Saint Ancestor of the Heavenly Demon had perished there, proving that their journey would be fraught with challenges. But he wouldn’t back down.

Even if every step was filled with obstacles, this was the path of cultivation—full of trials and tribulations. No matter what, his mission wouldn't end in vain.

With these thoughts swirling in his mind, Lin Xuan's figure blurred as he transformed into a faint streak of light that flew ahead.

Moon naturally didn’t hesitate.

Her lord had made his decision; she would follow through without any reservations. She combed her hair and stepped forward to join him by his side.

As for the spirit maiden, she had her own plans but needed to maintain their partnership for now. Thus, she showed no signs of dissatisfaction as she followed closely behind, using the Wind Control Technique.

"Fair Lady, do you have any leads on the treasures left behind by the Sky-Flying Demon Lord?" Lin Xuan asked calmly while flying, his expression showing neither joy nor anger.

"Not many clues," the spirit maiden said cautiously. "The Sky-Flying Demon Lord fought against hundreds of spirits alone and ultimately perished. His treasures were scattered, but no one knows their exact locations. However, based on my estimation, they are most likely to be found at the site of our previous battle."

"Is that so?"

Lin Xuan didn’t respond further but his expression turned serious.

Ancient battlefield ruins?

The number of spirit souls there would undoubtedly be the highest.

The dangers of this journey were evident.

Indeed, as if to confirm Lin Xuan's suspicions, they encountered many obstacles along the way. Fortunately, none of them posed a significant threat; the spirits that appeared weren’t yet in their ghostly form but other creatures with formidable strength. With the two women by his side, he was able to handle them easily.

All three quickly dispatched these foes without drawing any attention from others.

The dangers they faced were varied. There were spirit insects, magical beasts, and even plants resembling cacti. Some of these creatures had forms so indistinct that it was hard to make out their true nature.

Lin Xuan’s surprise deepened as he gained a clearer understanding of the place where the spirits were buried. He realized that this ancient battlefield wasn’t just a place for wandering spirit souls; there were other living beings here too.

He must remain vigilant, or he might suffer a setback at any moment.

...

The specific details didn't need to be elaborated on. After several hours, they finally reached the edge of the desert. In the distance, towering mountains loomed, their lush greenery making the air feel invigorating.

Lin Xuan turned his head and smiled, intending to say something to Moon.

But at that moment, a buzzing sound entered his ears.

His brows furrowed as he followed the sound and saw a swarm of giant moths. There were hundreds, perhaps even thousands, their numbers astonishing.

Each moth was larger than an ordinary human hand, with vibrant, shimmering wings casting colorful light.

Lin Xuan’s pupils constricted; while each moth wasn’t particularly formidable individually, their sheer number was intimidating. They would need a powerful approach to deal with them.

Just as he thought this, a hissing sound reached his ears from the side.

Lin Xuan was taken aback and saw red light radiating—his companion, the spirit maiden, had acted.

She moved swiftly, using her flying needle artifact. Countless red threads streaked across the sky like fine rain, piercing towards the moths.

Lin Xuan heaved a sigh of relief; this response was appropriate. He might not have needed to intervene at all.

Despite their numbers, these moths were no match for old monsters who had passed through the Tribulation stage in terms of strength.

But before his thoughts could fully form, an unbelievable scene unfolded above the swarm.

The void suddenly collapsed and a green flame appeared. It was roughly the size of a human head, with threads ofpower of the law弥漫开来。

true spirit's fire!

Lin Xuan recognized it immediately from his vast knowledge, but his expression was one of disbelief.

It was well known that true spirits differed greatly from demons; the primary reason being their true spirit flames. Once a true spirit perished, its flame would return to the realm of true spirits, waiting for a new successor.

Even True Immortals couldn’t intercept these true spirit flames, at least according to the records Lin Xuan had read.

But this flame before him was undoubtedly a true spirit flame.

Though he didn't know which true spirit’s it was, he was one hundred percent certain that his identification was correct. Why would its owner be here if it had perished?

His mind raced with confusion as he didn’t have time to ponder further.

The moths suddenly rushed towards the true spirit flame, like moths to a flame.

This scene was an apt description of the idiom "moths to a flame."

What were they trying to do? Lin Xuan didn't know, but a bad feeling emerged in his heart.

He couldn’t ignore this; otherwise, he would face significant danger.

With that thought, Lin Xuan hesitated no longer. He raised his right hand and cast a spell towards the swarm.

As he did so, Illusory Heavenly Fire appeared, its light flickering like a comet streaking through the sky, heading straight for the swarm.

Moths to a flame?

This young master would add some extra fire power to that!

Lin Xuan’s lips curled in a mocking smile. But soon, his expression froze as those moths didn’t perish upon contacting the true spirit flame; instead, they were engulfed by it. The true spirit flame then rapidly grew larger.

The flames vanished, and the swarm disappeared. In their place was a massive moth that appeared in his line of sight.

This moth was enormous, with a body length of over a hundred feet. Its spiritual pressure was terrifying, and its aura was peculiar, neither entirely that of a true spirit nor something else, leaving him puzzled.

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