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第三千六百一十四章 物是人非

Since he had already made his decision, Lin Xuan did not hesitate. He carefully examined the map and soon emitted a bright green glow all over his body before vanishing into the distance on the horizon.

The Rain桐 Realm was vast, and even with Lin Xuan's swift movement techniques, it took nearly a month to finally arrive at the Baxuan Pavilion.

However, what met his eyes was far from reassuring. The once beautiful and serene place had been completely transformed. The ground was littered with debris, and the mountain that used to serve as the main base of the Baxuan Pavilion had been cut in half by some powerful force.

There were signs of a struggle scattered here and there, and even pieces of broken magical artifacts could be seen.

"Ah, what is this..."

Lin Xuan suddenly narrowed his eyes, an ominous light flashing deep within. He then swooped down like an eagle after its prey.

But there was nothing to see at the spot. After he pushed aside a pile of rocks, a delicate bracelet appeared.

It was a magical artifact of decent quality, but the intricate patterns on it were now stained with eerie black energy. The bracelet seemed devoid of any spiritual essence.

"Master, isn't this Ling'er's bracelet?"

Moon arrived beside him, along with the Phantasmal Moth.

"Yes, it is the treasure I gave to Ling'er. It has a decent defensive power, but how could it end up like this..."

Lin Xuan's voice was calm on the surface, but his eyes betrayed a raging fury. He had come too late; Ling'er’s personal treasure remained here. What about her and the others? Had they already perished?

Although only speculation, seeing this scene forced Lin Xuan to consider the worst.

His mood was extremely gloomy. Who could have done this?

The mutated beast tribes?

No, that couldn't be it. The Baxuan Pavilion’s main defense array was formidable, something he had personally set up. Even old monsters at the Tribulation Transcendence stage could hold their ground for a while. Ordinary beasts, no matter how many, would never have been able to breach it.

Lin Xuan frowned in thought as his divine sense spread out. Suddenly, his brow twitched, and he darted to the left side of the mountain.

Moon and Little Butterfly exchanged glances before following without hesitation.

Despite the unknown dangers lurking here, their strength made them fearless.

Soon, Lin Xuan flew for a hundred miles until a small mountain over a thousand feet high appeared in his sight. It was close enough to the Baxuan Pavilion but only part of its outer defenses, so it had not suffered much damage.

At the base of the mountain, there was a small spirit vein that still emitted abundant spiritual energy. Perhaps because of this, some cultivators had taken up residence here.

Lin Xuan was at a loss as he didn't know what kind of trouble Baxuan Pavilion faced during his absence. He hoped to glean useful information from their mouths, which was why he came here.

The entire mountain was now shrouded in thick fog, clearly a protective禁制 set by the cultivators.

Such protection might be effective against ordinary cultivators but seemed laughable to Lin Xuan's eyes. He did not even need to raise his hand; a single divine thought sufficed.

A sudden spatial ripple erupted, and a whirlwind appeared out of nowhere.

Then, with a loud boom, the fog was stirred up, revealing the entire mountain in full view.

Lin Xuan’s actions immediately alarmed all cultivators present. A series of angry exclamations filled the air as colorful streaks of light shot towards him.

"Who dares to intrude into our Li Family's main base?"

An old voice echoed. The gray-white streak of light was the fastest, arriving before Lin Xuan in just a few moments.

"This is the Li Family. So this mountain is occupied by a cultivator clan."

"Yes, who are you?"

The gray-white streak dispersed to reveal an elderly man with a stern appearance. He was at the late Condensation Core stage; if his assessment was correct, he was likely the head of this small family.

Seeing that Lin Xuan had broken through their protective array, the old man's face showed both shock and fear when he scanned him with divine sense. The opponent’s power was beyond comprehension; it was not something he could afford to offend.

"Oh, it is a senior. I am the head of the Li Family. Please tell me why you are here," the old man said with a smile.

"I have never heard of your Li Family. Tell me, this place used to be the main base of Baxuan Pavilion. How did so many cultivators vanish without a trace?"

Lin Xuan's spiritual pressure was faint but his expression was icy cold. The fate of Baxuan Pavilion weighed heavily on him.

"The senior is asking about Baxuan Pavilion. I... do not know."

"What, you don't even know what happened here?"

Lin Xuan could not help but rage: "How can you move to this place and still be unaware of the changes at Baxuan Pavilion? Are you deliberately concealing something from me?"

"Please calm down, senior. Even if I had a胆, I would never hide anything. The Li Family moved here three years ago..."

"Three years ago?" Lin Xuan's brows rose, his expression growing even more grim. So much time had passed; how dangerous must the girls' situation be now?

"Why do you not know what happened here?"

"I report to senior, our Li Family is just a small and insignificant cultivator clan. The spirit vein we originally occupied was of such poor quality that it did little good for our disciples."

"Three years ago, I went out. By chance, I arrived here and found many spirit veins had been leveled. Clearly, they were abandoned after intense battles by major sects. After a fruitless search, I discovered this small mountain with a minor spirit vein."

"This spirit vein stretches only a few miles. Larger sects would not have cared, but our Li Family has just over a hundred cultivators. With more concentrated lairs, it was enough for us to move here. As for what happened before we arrived, I truly do not know," the old man said with extreme fear in his voice.

He regretted his decision bitterly; if he had known this would happen, he would never have moved here. However, there were no regrets in either the mundane world or the cultivation realm. So, the most pressing thing was to answer the question honestly, hoping that this old monster would be satisfied and not vent his anger on him.

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