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第三千八百零二章 蛟龙劫雷

Xiao Die's lips curled into a sly smile, though it appeared ordinary to the untrained eye. Only those who knew her well could discern the cunning behind it.

She flicked her fingers, barely noticeable.

A faint gray light appeared behind the precious snake, almost imperceptible.

Despite its swift flight, it was completely lifeless, showing no signs of vitality.

Sizzle...

As Xiao Die moved, the speed suddenly accelerated dramatically.

Not just a little bit faster; it became as swift as shooting stars, nearly invisible. At this distance—only three zhang away—it would be hard for even a true immortal to dodge.

Although the precious snake had noticed something amiss, it was too late. Blood spewed from her chest, and her heart was pierced through.

A large wound gaped open, shocking to behold.

For an ordinary cultivator, such injuries would be fatal; at best, they might survive but with their bodies ruined beyond repair.

Despite the pain on her face, the precious snake's speed actually increased. Her figure blurred before vanishing into the distance.

"Wow, is this guy still human?" Xiao Die's expression was one of shock and disbelief.

Indeed, even a hole through her heart didn't cause her to fall; her vitality seemed too resilient.

Describing it as unheard of would be an understatement.

Though shocked, Xiao Die was still a late-stage Transcendent Moth. With a wave of her jade hand, several streaks of cold light shot out in pursuit of the precious snake.

Unfortunately, they fell short by a hair's breadth. The speed of these streaks was slightly slower, and they ultimately failed to hit their target.

The opponent had already retreated far into the distance, his figure indistinct against the horizon.

"Ah!"

Xiao Die stomped her foot, her face showing regret and disappointment.

Such an unprecedented opportunity had been squandered. Her mood was undoubtedly gloomy.

Knowing that this missed chance would bring serious repercussions, Xiao Die stared blankly at the distant sky, lost in thought.

Meanwhile, a voice startled her: "Young Master!"

It was Yue'er's voice. Xiao Die snapped to attention and turned around, only to see something shocking.

The two incarnations of the precious snake had been torn apart into powder, both falling to their demise.

Lin Xuan sat cross-legged with a pained expression, as if enduring some test.

But what shocked Xiao Die was above his head.

The scale of the heavenly tribulation had grown even larger. Chaotic primordial energy continued to be drawn in, unimaginable pressure bearing down on him.

The vortex at the top of his head had turned crimson.

Rumble!

With a loud crack, a massive light ball emerged from the center of the vortex, over a thousand zhang in diameter, comparable to a small mountain.

It fell like a meteor, crashing down onto Lin Xuan's head.

Boom!

A fiery inferno erupted where he stood. Heat waves surged, and the air was baked red. The temperature rose dramatically, resembling a real hell. Even rocks began melting.

Even an eruption would be less impressive in terms of power.

The feeling was that nothing could survive this.

Following the rumbling, silver lightning danced across the sky, thunder roared through the heavens, and rain poured down like water, then turned to hail.

Accompanying these were the vortexes formed by the heavenly tribulation, turning from crimson to pitch black.

Infinite depths filled with oppressive energy.

Sizzle...

Several bolts of lightning shot out, each a dozen feet thick, shocking to behold.

More terrifyingly, these bolts were golden and resembled true dragons in shape—dragon-shaped lightning.

This almost existed only in legends.

There were rumors that such shaped lightning appeared only during the ascension tribulation.

Yue'er's eyes widened with fear. She wanted to rush forward but was stopped by Xiao Die.

"Yue'er, don't be silly. At a moment like this, you going up won't help Lin Brother; it will just add chaos. Let's stay far away and avoid being collateral damage. Trust me, Lin Brother can surely overcome the crisis."

Xiao Die's words were comforting but logical.

Yue'er understood that outsiders couldn't interfere in heavenly tribulations.

Though reluctant, she eventually followed Xiao Die back.

Meanwhile, on another side:

"Cough... cough..."

Blood continuously spewed from the precious snake's mouth. After flying for tens of thousands of miles, she was barely holding on. Ancient demons had immense vitality but also limits.

Her heart pierced, though not fatal, it couldn't be ignored either.

She turned to look around; this was a desolate plain far enough from the Jade Pool.

Puff!

The precious snake raised her head and spat out more blood, her flight faltering.

Her eyes were dazed. With a grimace, she finally landed using earth遁 technique.

At the peak of a barren mountain, the precious snake didn't stop but continued with earth遁 to delve deep into the mountain's core.

With a wave of her sleeve, dark magic transformed into sharp blades that cut through the air, quickly carving out a crude cave.

The precious snake sat cross-legged and, with a snap of her waist, took out several bottles from her storage bag. She downed various medicinal pills.

Then, dark energy surged out to begin healing her wounds.

Healing here was a necessity due to the dire situation. For true demon primordials, the spirit realm wasn't welcoming. With such urgency, encountering stronger enemies could be perilous.

Though she understood this, her injuries didn't allow for further delay; otherwise, the snake's physical form might fall again—something she couldn't bear.

She had to take a risk. Even though she felt some unease... it was too close to Lin Xuan.

But soon, she pushed that thought aside.

Proximity meant nothing.

At this moment, that young man should be engrossed in the heavenly tribulation, unable to spare a thought for himself. He might even have already perished.

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