bàn suí zhe huì sè de zhòu yǔ chuán rù ěr duǒ ， nà huǒ yún yí gè mó hú ， jū rán guǐ yì de shùn yí dào lín xuān tóu dǐng shàng kōng 。
伴随着晦涩的咒语传入耳朵，那火云一个模糊，居然诡异的瞬移到林轩头顶上空。
With a cryptic incantation echoing in his ears, the Fiery Cloud suddenly blurred and unexpectedly teleported to above Lin Xuan’s head.
suí hòu yī shǎn ， huà wèi chéng qiān shàng wàn dà xiǎo bù yī de jīn yàn ， zhì rè de qì xī cháo zhe sì miàn bā fāng kuáng juǎn ， bìng qì shì xiōng xiōng de kuáng zá ér guò 。
随后一闪，化为成千上万大小不一的金焰，炙热的气息朝着四面八方狂卷，并气势汹汹的狂砸而过。
Then, it flashed again, transforming into thousands of varying-sized golden flames that radiated intense heat in all directions, smashing down with great force.
qǐng kè jiān ， jiù jiāng lín xuān de shēn yǐng tūn mò 。
顷刻间，就将林轩的身影吞没。
In an instant, Lin Xuan was engulfed by these flames.
ér zhè hái méi yǒu jié shù 。
而这还没有结束。
But this wasn’t the end. The Bronze Bell Warrior also rushed forward. He swung his fists up and down, emitting countless talismanic symbols as a series of fist shadows emerged, following the golden flames to pummel Lin Xuan mercilessly.
nà tóng zhōng lì shì yě chōng guò lái le 。
那铜钟力士也冲过来了。
His entire form was swallowed in an instant.
shuāng shǒu zhí shàng zhí xià yī zhèn kuáng wǔ ， dàn jiàn fú wén yíng rào ， wú shù quán yǐng fēng yōng ér chū ， jǐn suí zhe nà jīn sè de huǒ yàn ， jiāng lín xuān dǎ le yí gè pī tóu gài liǎn 。
双手直上直下一阵狂舞，但见符文萦绕，无数拳影蜂拥而出，紧随着那金色的火焰，将林轩打了一个劈头盖脸。
The Count of Heavenly Primordial beamed with satisfaction. With a wave of his sleeve, the mysterious ring flickered with light, and various weapons—swords, spears, axes, and halberds—appeared before him, conjured by his magical power. Although they were illusions, to the naked eye, they seemed like genuine treasures.
zhěng gè shēn yǐng jiē bèi tūn mò 。
整个身影皆被吞没。
The wonders of the Immortal Mansion’s rare treasures truly left one speechless.
tiān yuán hóu de liǎn shàng lù chū yī sī dé yì zhī sè 。
天元侯的脸上露出一丝得意之色。
"Go!"
xiù páo yī fú ， bàn suí zhe nà shén mì de jiè zhǐ líng guāng shǎn shuò ， dāo qiāng jiàn jǐ zài tā shēn qián fú xiàn ér chū 。
袖袍一拂，伴随着那神秘的戒指灵光闪烁，刀枪剑戟在他身前浮现而出。
With a cold command from the Count of Heavenly Primordial, these magical weapons shot towards Lin Xuan.
dāng rán ， dōu shì yóu fǎ lì biàn huàn ér chū ， dàn zhà yī kàn ， què yǔ zhēn zhèng de bǎo wù xiāng chà fǎng fú 。
当然，都是由法力变幻而出，但乍一看，却与真正的宝物相差仿佛。
This time, he was determined to dismember Lin Xuan here and now. However, could it be that easy?
xiān fǔ qí zhēn ， què shí lìng rén zé shé 。
仙府奇珍，确实令人咋舌。
Amidst rolling beams of light, Lin Xuan seemed nowhere to hide. Yet, a clear cry pierced through the heavens.
“ qù ！”
“去！”
In the next moment, nine powerful auras spread out.
bàn suí zhe tiān yuán hóu yī shēng lěng hē ， zhè xiē fǎ bǎo yì xiàng lín xuān jī shè ér qù le 。
伴随着天元侯一声冷喝，这些法宝亦像林轩激射而去了。
The Nine Palaces Musty Sword began to respond, radiating with ethereal light. Then, the nine true spirit shadows rushed towards nine differently shaped immortal swords, merging into one.
zhè yī cì ， tā yě dòng le zhēn huǒ ， xiǎng yào jiāng lín xuān dà xiè bā kuài yú cǐ chù 。
这一次，他也动了真火，想要将林轩大卸八块于此处。
The original shadow transformed into something tangible.
rán ér ， yǒu zhè me róng yì me ？
然而，有这么容易么？
True Spirit Sword Art!
gǔn gǔn de guāng yàn zhōng ， lín xuān sì hū yǐ wú chǔ kě duǒ ， rán ér què yǒu liáo liàng de qīng xiào zhí chōng rù jiǔ xiāo 。
滚滚的光焰中，林轩似乎已无处可躲，然而却有嘹亮的清啸直冲入九霄。
Lin Xuan’s divine technique was about to be unleashed. This was his secret art.
xià yī kè ， jiǔ gǔ qiáng dà de qì xī mí sàn ér chū 。
下一刻，九股强大的气息弥散而出。
Knowing that his opponent might have obtained a True Immortal传承, Lin Xuan couldn’t afford to hide his true strength. Facing the sharp attacks, he directly manifested his strongest form.
jiǔ gōng xū yú jiàn zé kāi shǐ yìng hè ， líng guāng sì shè ， suí hòu nà jiǔ dào zhēn líng xū yǐng ， fēn bié wǎng jiǔ bǐng bù tóng shì yàng de xiān jiàn pū guò qù le 。
九宫须臾剑则开始应和，灵光四射，随后那九道真灵虚影，分别往九柄不同式样的仙剑扑过去了。
Now, not only had his physical body reached an astounding level of resilience, but his magical power was also overwhelming. Even the half-baked True Immortal inheritance of the Count of Heavenly Primordial posed no threat.
hù xiāng róng hé 。
互相融合。
The attacks—whether from the beams of light, fist shadows, or weapons—were utterly useless.
yuán běn de xū yǐng jìng huà zuò le rú yǒu shí zhì zhī wù 。
原本的虚影竟化作了如有实质之物。
A silver shadow leaped out amidst the sharp attacks and quickly arrived before the steel giant.
zhēn líng huà jiàn jué ！
真灵化剑诀！
Its speed was like a flowing movie, not inferior to teleportation. But the Bronze Bell Warrior wasn’t afraid; he punched Lin Xuan with an expressionless face.
lín xuān shǐ yòng de shén tōng yǐ hū zhī yù chū 。
林轩使用的神通已呼之欲出。
It seemed that this punch hit at just the right moment, or perhaps it was sheer luck. Regardless, there was no place for Lin Xuan to hide. It felt as if he had charged into the attack himself.
zhè shì tā yā xiāng dǐ de mì shù 。
这是他压箱底的秘术。
The surrounding crowd gasped in shock—these were the Immortal Servants watching the battle. They had already experienced the power of this Bronze Bell Warrior, capable of moving mountains and overturning seas with ease.
lín xuān zài zhī dào duì shǒu kě néng huò dé zhēn xiān chuán chéng zhī hòu ， zì rán bù gǎn cáng zhuō ， miàn duì nà xī lì de gōng jī ， zhí jiē biàn huà chū le zuì qiáng xíng tài 。
林轩在知道对手可能获得真仙传承之后，自然不敢藏拙，面对那犀利的攻击，直接变化出了最强形态。
Could Lin Xuan escape this predicament?
rú jīn de tā ， bù lùn ròu shēn de jiān rèn ， hái shì fǎ lì de páng bó ， dōu dào dá le yī zhǒng ràng rén chēng mù jié shé de dì bù 。
如今的他，不论肉身的坚韧，还是法力的磅礴，都到达了一种让人瞠目结舌的地步。
After all, just moments ago, he was struck to the ground by a single punch from this warrior.
bié shuō tiān yuán hóu zhè bàn diào zi de zhēn xiān chuán chéng le ， jiù suàn nà wèi dǎo méi de zhēn xiān fù huó ， lín xuān yě wèi shǐ méi yǒu yī zhàn zhī lì le 。
别说天元侯这半吊子的真仙传承了，就算那位倒霉的真仙复活，林轩也未始没有一战之力了。
This punch would be even more powerful than before. What would happen next?
bù lùn guāng yàn 。 quán yǐng ， hái shì nà dāo qiāng jiàn jǐ de gōng jī ， quán rán dōu méi yǒu yòng chǔ 。
不论光焰。拳影，还是那刀枪剑戟的攻击，全然都没有用处。
Lin Xuan didn’t dodge; there was nowhere for him to go. He also didn’t summon any treasures. The Nine Palaces Musty Sword had already perfectly integrated with his body.
yī dào yín sè de guāng yǐng ， yú xī lì de gōng jī zhòng yú yuè ér chū 。
一道银色的光影，于犀利的攻击中鱼跃而出。
Thus, he raised his right hand and punched forward.
yí gè shǎn shuò 。 biàn lái dào nà gāng tiě jù rén de shēn qián le 。
一个闪烁。便来到那钢铁巨人的身前了。
Ordinary!
sù dù zhī kuài ， rú tóng liú guāng diàn yǐng yì bān ， bǐ zhī shùn yí ， yě bù xùn sè ， dàn zhè tóng zhōng lì shì ， dāng rán bú huì yǒu hài pà yī shuō ， miàn wú biǎo qíng ， yī quán biàn duì zhe lín xuān chuí luò 。
速度之快，如同流光电影一般，比之瞬移，也不逊色，但这铜钟力士，当然不会有害怕一说，面无表情，一拳便对着林轩捶落。
In this minor Immortal Realm, it wasn't possible to manipulate the force of nature.
yě bù zhī dào shì jī yuán qiǎo hé ， hái shì tā zhè yī quán ， gōng jī de shí jī qià dào hǎo chù 。 zǒng ér yán zhī ， tā zhè yī quán ， lín xuān gēn běn jiù wú chǔ kě duǒ ， fǎng fú zì jǐ zhuàng shàng qù shì de 。
也不知道是机缘巧合，还是他这一拳，攻击的时机恰到好处。总而言之，他这一拳，林轩根本就无处可躲，仿佛自己撞上去似的。
So, how was Lin Xuan able to counter this warrior?
yī páng chuán lái zhèn zhèn jīng hū ， què shì nà xiē zài páng biān guān zhàn de xiān pū 。 cǐ tóng zhōng lì shì de wēi lì tā men yǐ jīng lǐng jiào guò ， yí shān dǎo hǎi jiù yǔ ér xì shì de 。
一旁传来阵阵惊呼，却是那些在旁边观战的仙仆。此铜钟力士的威力他们已经领教过，移山倒海就与儿戏似的。
Even if one considered his entire body, its volume still couldn’t match that of a single finger. Although cultivation wasn’t about size, such a disparity in strength was visually stunning.
lín xuān néng gòu huà xiǎn wéi yí me ？
林轩能够化险为夷么？
The Immortal Servants and even the Count of Heavenly Primordial didn't think the Bronze Bell Warrior would lose.
bì jìng ， jiù zài gāng cái ， lín xuān yì bèi tā yī quán zá rù dì miàn guò 。
毕竟，就在刚才，林轩亦被他一拳砸入地面过。
This treasure was famous in the Immortal Realm, known for its formidable close combat capabilities. Even ordinary immortals wouldn’t dare to face it head-on.
ér yǎn qián zhè yī quán ， hái yào gèng shèng wǎng xī xǔ duō ， jiū jìng huì shì zěn yàng yí gè jié guǒ ？
而眼前这一拳，还要更胜往昔许多，究竟会是怎样一个结果？
These words sounded ridiculous, but they were absolutely true.
lín xuān méi duǒ ， huò zhě shuō wú chǔ kě duǒ 。
林轩没躲，或者说无处可躲。
Before this thought could fully form, a deafening explosion filled Lin Xuan’s ears, and then… the giant flew away.
tā yě méi yǒu jì chū bǎo wù 。 jiǔ gōng xū yú jiàn yǐ jīng yǔ tā wán měi róng hé 。
他也没有祭出宝物。九宫须臾剑已经与他完美融合。
Everyone was dumbfounded, even the Count of Heavenly Primordial assumed he had misjudged. But the truth was that the Bronze Bell Warrior flew out with a whoosh.
yú shì lín xuān yě shì yòu shǒu tái qǐ ， yī quán xiàng qián dǎ qù 。
于是林轩也是右手抬起，一拳向前打去。
Boom!
píng píng wú qí ！
平平无奇！
The ground trembled violently, as if a mountain had fallen to the earth. This warrior’s volume was akin to a mountain, and its weight likely exceeded it.
zài zhè xiǎo xiān yù ， gèng bù kě néng diào dòng lì liàng fǎ zé 。
在这小仙域，更不可能调动力量法则。
Then… Lin Xuan stepped forward.
nà me lín xuān jiū jìng shì kào shén me yǔ duì fāng kàng héng ne ？
那么林轩究竟是靠什么与对方抗衡呢？
Without hesitation, he punched again, this time targeting the giant's forehead.
bié shuō quán tou le ， jiù suàn lín xuān de zhěng gè shēn tǐ ， lùn tǐ jī ， dōu hái wú fǎ yǔ duì fāng de yī gēn zhǐ tou xiāng bǐ 。 suī shuō xiū xiān jiè bú shì yǐ tǐ jī lùn shí lì ， dàn xiāng chà zhè me xuán shū ， cóng shì jué shàng ， dài lái de zhèn hàn hái shì fēi tóng xiǎo kě 。
别说拳头了，就算林轩的整个身体，论体积，都还无法与对方的一根指头相比。虽说修仙界不是以体积论实力，但相差这么悬殊，从视觉上，带来的震撼还是非同小可。
"Bang," a large hole appeared instantly.
bié shuō páng biān de xiān pū ， jiù suàn shì tiān yuán hóu 。 yì bù jué dé tóng zhōng lì shì huì shū 。
别说旁边的仙仆，就算是天元侯。亦不觉得铜钟力士会输。
If any cultivator were hit like that, such severe injuries would be enough to kill their physical body. But for the Bronze Bell Warrior, it was merely an inconvenience.
zhè bǎo wù ， zài xiān jiè ， yì shì dà dà yǒu míng zhī wù ， lùn jìn zhàn néng lì ， biàn shì pǔ tōng de xiān rén ， yì bù yuàn zhí yīng qí fēng 。
这宝物，在仙界，亦是大大有名之物，论近战能力，便是普通的仙人，亦不愿直缨其锋。
The wound rapidly healed.
zhè huà tīng shàng qù lí pǔ ， dàn jué méi yǒu fēn háo kuā zhāng zhī chù 。
这话听上去离谱，但绝没有分毫夸张之处。
Immortal treasures truly weren’t ordinary. They seemed almost indestructible, but even immortal beasts didn’t possess such vitality.
zhè ge niàn tou shàng wèi zhuǎn guò 。
这个念头尚未转过。
But what did it matter? I don’t believe you can survive being dismembered and not die. There’s no magical weapon in this world that can’t be broken.
“ hōng rán ” yī shēng jù xiǎng chuán rù ěr duǒ ， rán hòu …… rán hòu nà jù rén biàn fēi le 。
“轰然”一声巨响传入耳朵，然后……然后那巨人便飞了。
Lin Xuan roared, swinging his fists repeatedly. The sound of "bang bang bang" filled the air as a large hole appeared in the Bronze Bell Warrior's chest and abdomen.
suǒ yǒu rén chēng mù jié shé ， biàn shì tiān yuán hóu yě yǐ wéi zì jǐ kàn cuò 。
所有人瞠目结舌，便是天元侯也以为自己看错。
However, this warrior was truly formidable; even a dozen-foot-wide hole began to heal visibly.
dàn shì shí jiù shì shì shí 。
但事实就是事实。
Lin Xuan noticed with a grim look. Extending both hands, countless silver sword threads shot out from his body surface.
nà tóng zhōng lì shì “ sōu ” de yī shēng fēi le chū qù 。
那铜钟力士“嗖”的一声飞了出去。
They flew into the warrior’s wound like bees.
hōng ！
轰！
This wasn’t over yet. Lin Xuan retracted his hands and formed them into a ball. A crackling sound filled the air as a dark green lightning ball appeared.
zhěng gè dì miàn dōu zhèn hàn bù yǐ ， gěi rén de gǎn jué jiù xiàng shì yī zuò shān shuāi dǎo zài dì 。
整个地面都震撼不已，给人的感觉就像是一座山摔倒在地。
Illusory Yin Lightning!
ń ， cǐ tóng zhōng lì shì què shì yǒu shān yì bān de tǐ jī ， lùn zhòng liàng kǒng pà hái yào gèng shèng yī xiē 。
嗯，此铜钟力士却是有山一般的体积，论重量恐怕还要更胜一些。
Lin Xuan raised both hands high, then forcefully threw them into the wound.
suí hòu …… suí hòu lín xuān mài bù chōng le guò qù 。
随后……随后林轩迈步冲了过去。
Boom!
èr huà bù shuō ， yòu shì yī quán zá luò 。
二话不说，又是一拳砸落。
A loud explosion echoed, enveloping the Bronze Bell Warrior in colorful silver light. In fact, it was the luminous spiritual veins radiating from his body surface.
duì zhe jù rén de é tóu 。
对着巨人的额头。
The warrior struggled to rise but was powerless.
“ pēng ”， dùn shí zá chū le yí gè dà dòng 。
“嘭”，顿时砸出了一个大洞。
With a series of "crack" sounds, countless cracks appeared on its body like spider webs, spreading and multiplying. Surprisingly, sword qi began to penetrate from within, followed by dark green electric arcs.
ruò huàn yī míng xiū xiān zhě ， zhè yàng de zhòng shāng yǐ zú gòu ràng tā ròu shēn yǔn luò ， dàn tóng zhōng lì shì me ， què shì mǎn bù zài hū 。
若换一名修仙者，这样的重伤已足够让他肉身陨落，但铜钟力士么，却是满不在乎。
Boom!
nà shāng kǒu hái zài yǐ jí kuài de sù dù xiū fù 。
那伤口还在以极快的速度修复。
Finally, the Bronze Bell Warrior turned into a pile of powder, or more accurately, broken copper and rusted iron. Its self-repair abilities were extraordinary but not truly immortal. At this moment, it was completely defeated by Lin Xuan.
xiān jiā zhī wù ， guǒ rán bù sú 。
仙家之物，果然不俗。
The entire process was swift, though it seemed lengthy when described. Even the Immortal Servants watching from the sidelines and the Count of Heavenly Primordial himself, who was caught off guard, couldn’t understand what had happened.
yī yǎn wàng qù ， jiù fǎng fú yōng yǒu bù miè zhī tǐ ， dàn jí shǐ shì bù miè zhī tǐ de yāo zú ， yě méi yǒu zhè me qiáng de shēng mìng lì de 。
一眼望去，就仿佛拥有不灭之体，但即使是不灭之体的妖族，也没有这么强的生命力的。
But whether he was dazed or confused, Lin Xuan wouldn’t wait around. He eliminated the Count of Heavenly Primordial’s henchmen before turning his attention to the main target.
dàn nà yòu rú hé ， wǒ jiù bù xìn jiāng nǐ dà xiè bā kuài hái bù yǔn luò ， zhè shì jiè shàng méi yǒu shén me fǎ bǎo shì dǎ bù làn de 。
但那又如何，我就不信将你大卸八块还不陨落，这世界上没有什么法宝是打不烂的。
With a flash, he arrived beside the opponent and punched without any complex techniques or movements.
lín xuān yī shēng bào hē ， shuāng quán lián lián huī wǔ ， dùn shí pēng pēng pēng de shēng yīn dà zuò ， nà tóng zhōng lì shì de xiōng fù zhī chù ， bèi zá kāi yí gè dà dòng le 。
林轩一声暴喝，双拳连连挥舞，顿时嘭嘭嘭的声音大做，那铜钟力士的胸腹之处，被砸开一个大洞了。
Postscript: Third chapter completed! Whew, I’m exhausted, but I kept my promise. Thank you for your support!
bù guò zhè jiā huo yě dàng zhēn liǎo de ， zhí jìng shí yú zhàng de dà dòng hái zài yǐ ròu yǎn kě jiàn de sù dù xiū fù 。
不过这家伙也当真了得，直径十余丈的大洞还在以肉眼可见的速度修复。
(Small Lion Book Alliance)
With a cryptic incantation echoing in his ears, the Fiery Cloud suddenly blurred and unexpectedly teleported to above Lin Xuan’s head.
Then, it flashed again, transforming into thousands of varying-sized golden flames that radiated intense heat in all directions, smashing down with great force.
In an instant, Lin Xuan was engulfed by these flames.
But this wasn’t the end. The Bronze Bell Warrior also rushed forward. He swung his fists up and down, emitting countless talismanic symbols as a series of fist shadows emerged, following the golden flames to pummel Lin Xuan mercilessly.
His entire form was swallowed in an instant.
The Count of Heavenly Primordial beamed with satisfaction. With a wave of his sleeve, the mysterious ring flickered with light, and various weapons—swords, spears, axes, and halberds—appeared before him, conjured by his magical power. Although they were illusions, to the naked eye, they seemed like genuine treasures.
The wonders of the Immortal Mansion’s rare treasures truly left one speechless.
"Go!"
With a cold command from the Count of Heavenly Primordial, these magical weapons shot towards Lin Xuan.
This time, he was determined to dismember Lin Xuan here and now. However, could it be that easy?
Amidst rolling beams of light, Lin Xuan seemed nowhere to hide. Yet, a clear cry pierced through the heavens.
In the next moment, nine powerful auras spread out.
The Nine Palaces Musty Sword began to respond, radiating with ethereal light. Then, the nine true spirit shadows rushed towards nine differently shaped immortal swords, merging into one.
The original shadow transformed into something tangible.
True Spirit Sword Art!
Lin Xuan’s divine technique was about to be unleashed. This was his secret art.
Knowing that his opponent might have obtained a True Immortal传承, Lin Xuan couldn’t afford to hide his true strength. Facing the sharp attacks, he directly manifested his strongest form.
Now, not only had his physical body reached an astounding level of resilience, but his magical power was also overwhelming. Even the half-baked True Immortal inheritance of the Count of Heavenly Primordial posed no threat.
The attacks—whether from the beams of light, fist shadows, or weapons—were utterly useless.
A silver shadow leaped out amidst the sharp attacks and quickly arrived before the steel giant.
Its speed was like a flowing movie, not inferior to teleportation. But the Bronze Bell Warrior wasn’t afraid; he punched Lin Xuan with an expressionless face.
It seemed that this punch hit at just the right moment, or perhaps it was sheer luck. Regardless, there was no place for Lin Xuan to hide. It felt as if he had charged into the attack himself.
The surrounding crowd gasped in shock—these were the Immortal Servants watching the battle. They had already experienced the power of this Bronze Bell Warrior, capable of moving mountains and overturning seas with ease.
Could Lin Xuan escape this predicament?
After all, just moments ago, he was struck to the ground by a single punch from this warrior.
This punch would be even more powerful than before. What would happen next?
Lin Xuan didn’t dodge; there was nowhere for him to go. He also didn’t summon any treasures. The Nine Palaces Musty Sword had already perfectly integrated with his body.
Thus, he raised his right hand and punched forward.
Ordinary!
In this minor Immortal Realm, it wasn't possible to manipulate the force of nature.
So, how was Lin Xuan able to counter this warrior?
Even if one considered his entire body, its volume still couldn’t match that of a single finger. Although cultivation wasn’t about size, such a disparity in strength was visually stunning.
The Immortal Servants and even the Count of Heavenly Primordial didn't think the Bronze Bell Warrior would lose.
This treasure was famous in the Immortal Realm, known for its formidable close combat capabilities. Even ordinary immortals wouldn’t dare to face it head-on.
These words sounded ridiculous, but they were absolutely true.
Before this thought could fully form, a deafening explosion filled Lin Xuan’s ears, and then… the giant flew away.
Everyone was dumbfounded, even the Count of Heavenly Primordial assumed he had misjudged. But the truth was that the Bronze Bell Warrior flew out with a whoosh.
Boom!
The ground trembled violently, as if a mountain had fallen to the earth. This warrior’s volume was akin to a mountain, and its weight likely exceeded it.
Then… Lin Xuan stepped forward.
Without hesitation, he punched again, this time targeting the giant's forehead.
"Bang," a large hole appeared instantly.
If any cultivator were hit like that, such severe injuries would be enough to kill their physical body. But for the Bronze Bell Warrior, it was merely an inconvenience.
The wound rapidly healed.
Immortal treasures truly weren’t ordinary. They seemed almost indestructible, but even immortal beasts didn’t possess such vitality.
But what did it matter? I don’t believe you can survive being dismembered and not die. There’s no magical weapon in this world that can’t be broken.
Lin Xuan roared, swinging his fists repeatedly. The sound of "bang bang bang" filled the air as a large hole appeared in the Bronze Bell Warrior's chest and abdomen.
However, this warrior was truly formidable; even a dozen-foot-wide hole began to heal visibly.
Lin Xuan noticed with a grim look. Extending both hands, countless silver sword threads shot out from his body surface.
They flew into the warrior’s wound like bees.
This wasn’t over yet. Lin Xuan retracted his hands and formed them into a ball. A crackling sound filled the air as a dark green lightning ball appeared.
Illusory Yin Lightning!
Lin Xuan raised both hands high, then forcefully threw them into the wound.
Boom!
A loud explosion echoed, enveloping the Bronze Bell Warrior in colorful silver light. In fact, it was the luminous spiritual veins radiating from his body surface.
The warrior struggled to rise but was powerless.
With a series of "crack" sounds, countless cracks appeared on its body like spider webs, spreading and multiplying. Surprisingly, sword qi began to penetrate from within, followed by dark green electric arcs.
Boom!
Finally, the Bronze Bell Warrior turned into a pile of powder, or more accurately, broken copper and rusted iron. Its self-repair abilities were extraordinary but not truly immortal. At this moment, it was completely defeated by Lin Xuan.
The entire process was swift, though it seemed lengthy when described. Even the Immortal Servants watching from the sidelines and the Count of Heavenly Primordial himself, who was caught off guard, couldn’t understand what had happened.
But whether he was dazed or confused, Lin Xuan wouldn’t wait around. He eliminated the Count of Heavenly Primordial’s henchmen before turning his attention to the main target.
With a flash, he arrived beside the opponent and punched without any complex techniques or movements.
Postscript: Third chapter completed! Whew, I’m exhausted, but I kept my promise. Thank you for your support!
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