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第三千六百三十三章 悔之晚矣

Could it be that he would perish here? The Wasteland King's heart was filled with shock and anger.

Although before him was merely his own avatar, its strength was still far less than a third of the original. Yet, it was not something ordinary late-stage cultivators could match. Logically speaking, he should have had a firm grasp on the victory.

However, cultivation worlds were unpredictable. The small fellow he thought would be easily captured had transformed into an opponent that couldn't be parried.

The Wasteland King felt his mouth turn bitter. But what use was it to feel frustrated now?

He could not be defeated by this enemy, but give up and submit? Of course not.

At his level of strength, he understood the principle of facing challenges head-on.

This Lin youngster was indeed extremely tenacious, but it was too early to declare defeat.

The outcome of a cultivation battle wasn't solely determined by their power. There were many other factors at play. With patience, there would always be an opportunity.

Moreover, he wasn't alone.

The Cloud Fairy was watching from the side and wouldn’t sit idly by if this Lin youngster defeated him.

With these thoughts, the Wasteland King turned his head, releasing a powerful divine sense.

A few hundred feet away, Qin Yan and Lin Xuan's astral forms were engaged in fierce combat.

Ordinary astral form secret techniques couldn't withstand the域外天魔, but the Nine Heavens Divine Net Astral Form that Lin Xuan cultivated was incredibly powerful.

With nine heads and eighteen arms, each arm wielded a precious artifact, and every head could cast different laws of nature. As Lin Xuan advanced to late-stage Transcendation, his Nine Heavens Divine Net Astral Form's strength naturally increased.

The Cloud Fairy raised her hand, the Heaven Demon Sword emitting fierce light, slicing through the sky like meteors, rushing forward.

Most cultivators would choose to dodge such an attack. Directly facing it was not a wise choice for a smart person.

But the astral form didn't do that. It was a secret technique Lin Xuan cultivated and thus had no fear.

With a wave of his hand, various weapons like swords, spears, and halberds emitted dazzling light.

The spiritual lights clashed with the sword beams, tearing through the void.

Sizzle…

A sword beam, like a spirit snake, bypassed all attacks and fiercely slashed at the astral form's body.

There was no cry of pain. Two heads were severed from its left shoulder, and a huge wound appeared, shocking to behold.

If it were a human cultivator, such severe injuries would make it hard to fight back even if they didn't die.

However, the Nine Heavens Divine Net Astral Form showed no signs of distress.

Golden light erupted at the wounds, healing them at an alarming rate. The severed heads re-grew as if by magic.

Qin Yan's pupils constricted, and a fierce expression flashed in her eyes, but she couldn't hide her disappointment.

Wasn’t this astral form too tenacious?

Not only were its divine techniques off the charts, but its recovery speed was also astonishing. Even demons with unbreakable bodies would be envious if they were in his position.

With it blocking him, Qin Yan found it almost impossible to help the Wasteland King.

Of course, Lin Xuan wasn't without cost either. His mana consumption was much higher than usual.

Most late-stage Transcendation cultivators couldn’t sustain such a battle.

But Lin Xuan was an exception. He not only had the power of his second Yin婴 but also experienced a bizarre encounter with a true spirit inner core, making him far superior to peers in terms of mana quantity and purity.

Thus, even though he was using the Nine Heavens Divine Net Astral Form to block the Cloud Fairy, Lin Xuan remained unscathed.

The Wasteland King didn't know about Lin Xuan's exact condition but saw that his mana wasn’t close to depletion.

Far water can't quench near fire. He couldn’t expect the Cloud Fairy to provide much help in a short time.

Frustrating!

This was the Wasteful Demon Valley, where ancient demons were still sealed away, though most had perished due to time.

But there were still powerful survivors.

For example, one域外魔念.

That fellow attempted to possess a True Immortal but failed. This showed his formidable strength; ordinary late-stage Transcendation cultivators wouldn’t stand a chance against him.

This guy was also the Cloud Fairy’s backup plan.

Thus, they felt confident that Lin Xuan couldn't escape the trap no matter what.

The situation was already dire, yet this fellow remained invisible. The Wasteland King's anger surged as he thought of it.

Qin Yan had acted too rashly, choosing unreliable allies.

But was this really the case?

As the saying goes, every family has its own hard-to-solve problems. The域外天魔 that the Wasteland King considered a strong support was already struggling to keep up.

Indeed, he excelled at possession.

Against ordinary late-stage Transcendation cultivators, there was a chance of victory.

Unfortunately, his opponent was the Moon Illusion Moth.

Its strength had Lin Xuan feeling headache.

Though its illusions and possession techniques were different in nature, they shared the same principle—spiritual attacks using divine consciousness.

The two were evenly matched, and as time passed, the situation began to turn against him.

...

On the other side of the Wasteful Demon Valley:

A voice filled with shock and anger echoed through the void: "No... impossible. I am just a demon念. Even past Immortal Demons found me helpless. How can you possibly hurt me?"

"Hmph, who said all Immortal Demons found me helpless? Can’t I do the same?"

The corners of Xiao Die's mouth curled with derision. "Do you really think a demon念’s formless nature gives it impunity? You’re too foolish. Try my Mind Sword Technique and see its power."

Before she could finish, the girl raised her hand and pointed at her brow.

A crystalline light appeared in her eyes.

The light flashed, transforming into a grayish sword.

Though unremarkable, there was something inexplicably extraordinary about it.

The域外天魔 felt uneasy.

The girl then shouted: "Fall!"

Before she could finish, the Heaven Demon Sword slashed through the air.

It vanished almost instantly, yet despite being hundreds of feet apart, the sword seemed to cross time and space, slicing down forcefully.

A loud cry of pain echoed as he realized how formidable his opponent was. He might be her nemesis after all.

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