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第四百零一章 百毒神君

That was Lin Xuan's scattered spirit consciousness, attached to the阴魂 of the Hundred Souls Banner. The amount of spiritual energy naturally wasn't substantial. However, it was more than enough for surveillance.

After retracting this strand of divine awareness, Lin Xuan had a clear understanding of what happened outside. He felt quite pleased, truly thanking the Heavenly Ghost Emperor. He had successfully lured the Mixed Essence Ancestor and other formidable figures away from here.

For now, there was no risk of exposure, so he needed to act quickly. With his spiritual energy fully unleashed, Lin Xuan drove his treasure toward the禁制 with great force.

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A quarter of an hour later...

Although the禁制 was impressive, Lin Xuan's divine abilities were equally formidable. A loud rumble echoed as the light barrier finally collapsed.

The stone wall vanished, revealing a sea of pinkish fog before him.

It was an illusion technique, and these mists seemed to be toxic.

Such strict defenses suggested that even if it wasn't the clan’s treasure, it must be something extraordinary. Lin Xuan's expression was a mix of joy and concern as he began to focus on breaking through this illusion.

He had to act quickly, before the Mixed Essence Ancestor returned...

Outside, chaos reigned supreme. The situation for the Heavenly Ghost Emperor was far from optimistic. He first fell into an ambush, then engaged in battle with an Incarnation Stage witch. Although he managed to escape using secret techniques, his injuries were severe.

This time, he had stirred up a hornet's nest. All the Condensation Core witches in the Quayin Mountains set out to find him. With so many enemies, even if his current condition was critical, it would be impossible to fight them all, especially with a Mixed Essence Ancestor present.

Soon, the Heavenly Ghost Emperor was discovered. However, this fellow was incredibly cunning and didn't engage directly. Instead, he focused on causing chaos and even disregarded his status by attacking ordinary humans of the Mo Yue Clan.

He released numerous low-grade阴魂 ghost beasts, plunging Quayin City into turmoil.

From a cultivator's perspective, commoners were like ants, so their lives weren’t worth much. But with the Mo Yue Clan’s unique situation and limited numbers, their deaths would leave the cultivation world rootless. The witches had no choice but to rush in to extinguish the flames of resentment, slaying怨灵 ghost beasts.

The Mixed Essence Ancestor was particularly enraged, vowing to eliminate the Heavenly Ghost Emperor. For now, he wouldn’t return to the Star Palace.

In this undisturbed environment, Lin Xuan successfully broke through the illusion and禁制. A stone cave appeared before his eyes.

Lin Xuan released his divine awareness, only for it to be immediately bounced back. His expression changed dramatically as he grew both wary and uncertain.

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Leaving in such a manner was unsatisfactory. But rushing in might lead to unforeseen dangers. As Lin Xuan hesitated, a hoarse voice echoed: "Boy, since you've arrived here, come in boldly. Fear not; I won't cause any trouble for you. You'll gain much."

The tone was arrogantly bold, and Lin Xuan's heart skipped a beat. He wouldn’t truly believe it but wasn’t overly afraid either. With his current abilities, he could escape even from an Incarnation Stage opponent.

He released the Drifting Cloud Falling Snow Sword and activated the Nine Heaven Spirit Shield before slowly entering.

The stone cave was small, only a few dozen feet in size. Standing at the entrance allowed him to see everything inside clearly.

Though not a villain, Lin Xuan had killed over a hundred cultivators since ascending the path of immortality. With so much blood on his hands, he wasn’t easily frightened.

However, as he looked before him, his scalp tingled with fear.

In front of him was a towering figure, but this man's arms and legs were severed at the wrists. His body was riddled with wounds and submerged in a dark green liquid.

Though unknown to Lin Xuan what that liquid was, it had strong corrosive properties and toxic effects, preventing his injuries from healing.

The most bizarre thing was that the man still lived.

Having suffered such severe injuries without dying, could he be an Incarnation Stage powerhouse?

Lin Xuan was taken aback. His divine awareness confirmed that while this man’s cultivation level was high, it only reached the peak of the Condensation Core stage.

But with no Incarnate core, his vitality was indeed peculiar.

The towering figure looked equally surprised upon seeing Lin Xuan.

"Ah, you're not from our Mo Yue Clan; you’re a Qin cultivator. Interesting, very interesting."

Despite his severe injuries, he remained unconcerned and immediately revealed Lin Xuan's identity.

Lin Xuan was shocked. He formed a hand seal, causing the Drifting Cloud Falling Snow Sword to tremble slightly, ready to attack.

"Wait. Why such urgency? I have no ill intentions toward you. Moreover, in my current state, how could I harm you?"

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This had some merit. Even as a Condensation Core cultivator, Lin Xuan wasn’t afraid of an Incarnation Stage opponent either. He paused and listened to what the man would say.

"If it were earlier, I would have killed any Qin cultivators I encountered. But now that I’m in this situation, my ambitions are long gone. The enmity between our two clans is irrelevant to me. Even if you destroy Quayin City, I’ll only clap with joy from the sidelines."

Lin Xuan was surprised by his words. Despite being a witch, he spoke as though he genuinely felt that way, without any pretense.

Though puzzled, this man posed no threat to Lin Xuan.

"May I ask your esteemed name?" Lin Xuan asked politely.

"Hmph. Though I am a witch, my dharma name is surely known to you cultivators." The man's face showed an air of arrogance despite his crippled state. This was someone who exuded a sense of superiority over the world.

Lin Xuan felt a chill. Such bravado... Could it be...

"Ha, from your expression, you’ve guessed correctly. Indeed, I am the Hundred Poison Divine King who once caused chaos in the Youzhou cultivation world two hundred years ago."

"The Hundred Poison Divine King is truly him!"

A person’s name casts a shadow. Although Lin Xuan had anticipated this to some extent, hearing it directly made his face change.

He stared at the man blankly: "You are... really..."

"Hmph, do you think I’m someone who likes to borrow others' names?" The man's face showed anger but soon sighed. "It’s no wonder you doubt me; in my current state, sigh..."

A hero's decline. Lin Xuan looked around at the legendary figures. When he roamed the world, Lin Xuan hadn’t even been born yet. However, in the Spirit Medicine Mountain Library, he had read many books detailing his exploits.

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