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第三千九百四十一章 仙傀儡

"Only a month?"

The Count of Heavenly Essence did not show any signs of worry on his face. Instead, he chuckled lightly: "I'm not too concerned about that. With that Lin boy's speed, it should take him at least a month to reach the scene."

Before his words were fully out, he raised his right hand and a dazzling light circle appeared at his fingertips.

He then flicked his fingers slightly, and the light circle transformed into an arrow-like shape, shooting toward the horizon with incredible speed.

Sizzle...

The sky was pierced, leaving a crackling trace. It spread like spider webs, quickly covering over ten feet of space.

A white hole appeared.

The Count of Heavenly Essence lifted his foot and entered without hesitation.

...

The entire action flowed smoothly, but Lin Xuan did not know this. At this moment, he was already millions of miles away.

He continued to fly at high speed, continuing on his journey.

In just over ten days, time slipped by unnoticed.

Lin Xuan had broken free from the constraints of lifespan. The passage of these few days meant little to him. But indeed, it was quite busy. He had experienced multiple times of breaking through the void and shuttling between various small interfaces.

For a weaker cultivator, this would be terrifying. For Lin Xuan, however, it felt as easy as walking on flat ground.

Lin Xuan once asked where they were going. The Spirit Axis Daoist did not hide anything either. According to him, although the path out of that immortal cave was unclear, getting inside had become a bit more feasible.

Their destination was in between two small interfaces—a fragment of space... well, it sounded abstract.

Simply put, during ancient times when the Three Realms War began, two top-tier cultivators clashed, creating chaos. One small interface was shattered into fragments.

This particular fragment drifted amidst spatial rifts. Their current goal was one such fragment.

Day and night, they continued their journey. After another spatial traversal, Lin Xuan shook his head to find that the scenery before him had changed significantly from ordinary spirit realms.

It was a space colored entirely in shades of gray, with occasional ruins visible when looking up. The rest were scattered rocks.

A layer of hazy fog hung in the sky.

Essence energy was extremely sparse. Compared to Nael Dragon Realm or even the human world back then, it was clearly inferior.

But there were no lingering restrictions.

Lin Xuan released his divine sense and found that this area was not vast—just a few million miles in all directions.

"So, this is where we're going? The entrance to that immortal cave?"

Lin Xuan's muttered words reached his ears.

"Indeed. This place."

The Spirit Axis Daoist seemed quite familiar with the location.

"There's an altar ahead. Through it, you can enter the immortal's cave."

"The friend is correct, but Lin wonders why someone would build a sacrificial altar in a fragment of shattered space?" Lin Xuan slowly turned his head, his eyes hinting at sharpness.

"I... I'm not sure," said the Spirit Axis Daoist.

"Are you truly unsure or hiding something?"

Lin Xuan's words became increasingly unkind.

"What do you mean? We've had no grudge for a long time. I brought your wife's news out of goodwill, and yet you doubt me. Isn't that cold-hearted?" The Spirit Axis Daoist was visibly displeased.

"You did bring Moon's message, but it seems you have ulterior motives," Lin Xuan's cold voice echoed in his ears.

"Ulterior motives? What evidence do you have?"

"Evidence? You're not human or a demon. 'Spirit Axis' is likely a fabrication. A puppet came to deliver a message to me—aren't these clear signs?" Lin Xuan turned his head, revealing a hint of mockery at the corner of his mouth.

Upon hearing him, the Spirit Axis Daoist fell silent for several seconds before speaking again: "How did you figure that out?"

"To cover your tracks, one must act as if they have nothing to hide. I was fortunate enough to have slightly stronger divine sense than others in my rank, which allowed me to discover this."

However, upon hearing him, the Spirit Axis Daoist's expression turned extremely grim.

"You don't need to be so modest. Being able to discern my true form means your divine sense is far more powerful than a mere peer. If I'm not mistaken, it rivals that of a True Immortal," said the Spirit Axis Daoist with a cold smile.

"Thank you for the compliment."

Lin Xuan smiled mildly. While he preferred to be humble, the situation had changed, and hiding these facts was useless. In his eyes, this opponent was already dead.

"Even if I'm a puppet, what difference does it make? I don't believe you would ignore your wife's safety," said the Spirit Axis Daoist with a cold laugh.

"You're right."

Lin Xuan sighed. The other party wasn't playing any covert games; they were using straightforward tactics. Even if he discovered this, there was no need to fear being ensnared.

But what of it?

Lin Xuan had never been one to shy away from challenges.

Moon's safety was paramount. He would save her, regardless of the obstacles—god or demon, he would eliminate them.

As for this guy, he needed to be dealt with immediately.

"You have ulterior motives and brought me here. Do you have any intention of falling in battle?"

"Falling in battle?" The Spirit Axis Daoist's expression turned ferocious: "Die first!"

Before his words were fully out, a series of cracking sounds filled the air.

His figure suddenly swelled up.

He grew three feet taller, his body becoming imposing and his skin turning metallic. A strange aura emanated from him.

Lin Xuan's pupils constricted; this guy was not truly a cultivator.

A mid-transcendence puppet?

Lin Xuan had seen such puppets before, but the one in front of him was clearly different from those he once possessed—coming from divine techniques and far more refined. Even without considering his realm, his strength was undoubtedly superior.

After completing the transformation, this guy raised a hand and punched Lin Xuan with incredible force.

A burst of light flashed as a massive energy ball resembling a crimson fireball formed in mid-air, slamming towards Lin Xuan with malice.

Though it lackedrule's strength or force of rule (lawful power), it still posed significant danger.

Lin Xuan's pupils constricted. He did not dare to be too cautious; after all, this was something crafted by an immortal. Let's test his strength.

With a thought in mind, Lin Xuan punched forward as well.

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