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第三千五百七十八章 小桃显威

That was a young maiden with an exquisite appearance, her features like paintings. However, she was only one foot tall.

She smiled prettily, but there was a hint of mockery in the corners of her eyes.

"Little Peach, why are you here?"

Moon's expression was filled with surprise. At this moment, she was at a loss, and Little Peach's appearance was an unexpected joy.

"Miss, don't worry. You're just caught in the opponent's illusion."

Little Peach sighed. When addressing Moon, her tone was incredibly gentle.

"What kind of illusion? Didn’t I lose contact with Young Master when ascending to the Spirit Realm?"

Moon was lost in a fog and didn't understand what Little Peach was talking about. This was the terrifying aspect of the Illusory Moon Moth's power; its constructed illusory space had reached such a level of realism that once one fell into it, they were at the mercy of the illusionist.

In this case, with the weak overcoming the strong, for the Illusory Moon Moth, it was nothing. Her realm was already superior to Moon’s, and she held the advantage in timing and location. With a sudden ambush, even though Moon was reborn as the Arhat King, her fate was sealed.

This battle had no suspense at all. The Illusory Moon Moth didn’t intend to kill Moon here; it just wanted to trap her.

Though it hadn't found the Magic Fruit, the appearance of the Jade Silk Bee was an unexpected delight. It had already consumed one, and if it could obtain more such spirit insects, not only would it be able to advance beyond the late-stage Tribulation Transcender, but it might even comprehend temporal power.

The Law of Time!

Even for True Immortals, this held infinite appeal.

If she could master it, she could travel anywhere in the Three Realms and wouldn’t be confined to this tiny place where her spirit was buried.

The Illusory Moon Moth’s plan had been good at first.鹬蚌相争,渔翁得利。

By trapping Moon here, waiting for Lin Xuan to exhaust himself, everything would fall into its hands. Then, they would be like fish on a chopping board and would have no choice but to offer the Jade Silk Bee.

The plan seemed sound, but matters in the cultivation world were never so easily calculated.

Moon was ensnared by its trap, but this wondrous illusion had no effect on Little Peach.

At first glance, it seemed unbelievable. But remember, Little Peach wasn’t a cultivator; her true form was the Profound Yin Treasure Box. How could one use common sense to understand such things?

This illusion had no effect on her at all.

The Illusory Moon Moth didn't know the cause and effect of this sudden change, and its face showed confusion. For a moment, it almost thought its eyes were playing tricks on it.

But an ominous feeling arose in its heart.

No, this unexpected situation must be eliminated.

With that thought, the Illusory Moon Moth acted.

However, Little Peach’s reaction was even quicker.

She opened her mouth and emitted a golden light. It transformed into golden sword energy, slicing at the evil ghost ahead.

The opponent naturally wouldn’t surrender. But there was no use in dodging or blocking; with a flash of gold, the sword energy circled around its head and took off the evil ghost’s head.

Then it vanished like a bubble.

"What..."

Moon's face showed contemplation. If a true evil ghost had been eliminated, it wouldn't be this way.

Could all these scenes before her eyes truly be mirages?

"Miss, let's work together to break this illusion."

"Agreed."

Though Moon was still trapped, she knew that Little Peach wouldn’t harm her no matter what.

Why not give it a try?

...

On the other side, Lin Xuan’s situation grew more perilous.

His strength far surpassed those of his peers, and he had a wide array of techniques at his disposal.

But so what?

As the saying goes, a hero can't defeat many enemies. Each fallen spirit wasn’t weak; when they awakened from their slumber, they became formidable monsters. Lin Xuan was exhausted just trying to fend them off.

At this moment, more than ten spirits surrounded him.

Various techniques pierced through the air.

Such attacks could easily kill ordinary late-stage Tribulation Transcenders.

But now, Lin Xuan had no room for evasion.

What should he do?

Lin Xuan sighed and, with no other choice, raised his right hand and struck at his waist pouch.

As he moved, black light flashed, and a shield the size of a palm flew out from the pouch.

It was a shield!

But its shape was peculiar. It resembled a turtle’s back shell but shimmered like dragon scales.

The surface was covered with runes, exuding an ancient and desolate aura as if recounting an old legend.

玄龟龙甲盾!

Lin Xuan's strongest defensive treasure.

"Primordial Treasure!"

From afar, the Spirit Clan Saint couldn't help but gasp. This was her second Primordial Treasure that Lin Xuan had taken out.

While a group of immortal swords was understandable, this was a defensive Primordial Treasure.

It was well known that defensive ancient treasures were rarer than offensive ones, and their scarcity reflected in their rarity.

This Primordial Treasure was the same way; defensive Primordial Spirit Treasures almost only existed in legends. During the Ancient War, they rarely appeared. What kind of merit did this young man have to possess one?

Jealousy filled her heart.

But soon, she couldn't focus on Lin Xuan anymore.

She too was under attack by several spirits, though fewer than those surrounding Lin Xuan.

The pressure was immense; a misstep could mean death. She had no time for Lin Xuan.

"Bang!"

A muffled sound echoed as the Spirit Clan Saint paid the price of her distraction, receiving a claw strike from one of the monsters.

This creature only had a huge skeleton left; its true form was unknown, but its strength was formidable. One swipe sent the Spirit Clan Saint flying.

As an ancient spirit race, she was incredibly powerful. Even without cultivating Body Cultivation techniques, her physical body far surpassed that of ordinary humans.

But this strike wasn’t pleasant.

Blood spewed from her mouth.

This wasn't the worst part.

The other spirits surrounding her also closed in to finish her off with various attacks.

The Spirit Clan Saint's face turned deathly pale. This way, there was no suspense; she would surely die.

Must I use that move?

A moment of hesitation flashed across her face but was quickly replaced by determination.

There was no time for further thought. When indecision leads to disaster, it might be better to take a chance.

She leaped into the air and waved her hands, casting spell after spell. As she moved, an incredible scene unfolded.

PS: I planned to write more today, but I received an urgent call from my father-in-law in the morning. My wife and I went back home, and I only returned this afternoon. So, it's just one chapter today. Fellow Daoists, please forgive me. I'll try harder tomorrow. Though I'm not comfortable asking, could you please give me some推荐票?

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