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第三千九百五十九章 真仙

Yes, this is the feeling. After experiencing the recent events, the current Tianyuan Marquis before him was vastly different from his previous self.

He could sense no trace of spiritual pressure on his body, yet inexplicably felt overwhelmingly powerful.

He looked down upon all under heaven!

The changes in appearance were not significant, but they left a deep impression. He appeared much younger and had several strange patterns on his cheeks. A faint golden light also shone from the center of his forehead.

His identity was now clear.

True Immortal!

Originally, he had been like a tiger falling into a plain and a dragon swimming in shallow waters. But at this moment, he finally escaped danger and constraints.

He successfully possessed another body and revived through Tianyuan Marquis's form.

While still far from his prime state, after enduring so many years of hardship, it was indeed a relief to see the clouds part and the moon shine through. He felt elated.

He looked at his hands, then suddenly raised his head and let out a loud, exhilarating laugh: "Hahaha! So many years have passed in a blink. I finally succeeded in reviving myself. Asura, you inflicted so much pain on me back then; I will make sure to get tenfold or even hundredfold revenge."

"And that young Lin fellow, I actually detected an Asura King's aura from him. After the battle at the North Pole Elemental Light Palace, this woman should not have perished but reincarnated instead. Times change and circumstances shift—could it be so coincidental that this Lin boy has a connection with the reborn Asura King?"

"Hmm, interesting. Whether or not there is such a connection, the treasures on that young Lin fellow are quite impressive. He possesses several先天灵宝. Since I don't have any suitable treasure at hand, capturing him and draining his soul would allow me to both seize his treasures and solve this mystery—a win-win situation."

Tianyuan Marquis then revealed a stern expression before rubbing his forehead: "However, that young Lin fellow is no slouch either. This body falls far short of my original cultivation form, with severely depleted vital energy. The number of Immortal Arts I can currently perform is limited."

"It doesn't matter. I will just sit and cultivate to regain my strength… for now…"

With this, Tianyuan Marquis waved his sleeves, creating a spatial rift. Within the small仙域, Lin Xuan could not manipulate the laws of nature, but such constraints were non-existent for him.

He then flashed away, disappearing into the rift.

...

Lin Xuan was unaware of all that had transpired.

He was still quite vexed by the powerful enemy who managed to escape at the last moment.

Though his strength was considerable, he was not a seer. He did not know about the many twists and turns in Tianyuan Marquis's life.

Lin Xuan guessed that he had obtained the True Immortal inheritance.

However, he never imagined that Tianyuan Marquis would soon be trapped by a True Immortal, who took over his body.

This was certainly bad news for Lin Xuan. This change meant that he would face an even more formidable enemy than Tianyuan Marquis.

Unfortunately, Lin Xuan could not predict the future. He had already transformed into a streak of lightning and returned along the same path.

Lin Xuan planned to return to the gathering place of the Immortal Servants.

They had originally fought there.

But as they battled, they moved far away. Now he was returning by the same route.

There was nothing to describe; with his divine swift movement technique, it took him but an instant to arrive.

A city appeared before his eyes.

Compared to the cities Lin Xuan had seen before, this one was unremarkable, covering only a few thousand acres and not towering or majestic at all.

Outside the city, many human cultivators could be vaguely seen. These were ordinary people who had been relocated here by the Feathersworn True Immortal.

Influenced by the small仙域, they developed spiritual roots and embarked on their cultivation paths, now known as Immortal Servants.

Upon seeing Lin Xuan's return, most of them showed a mix of tension and excitement, along with some nervousness.

"Thank you for your great assistance, High Sage. Please tell me if you are willing to share your name. We would be eternally grateful." A short, plump elder stepped forward, bowing deeply before Lin Xuan.

He was quite formidable, a cultivator at the early stage of tribulation transmutation.

The other Immortal Servants also bowed respectfully. Mu Qing had already mentioned that Lin Xuan was indeed an actual True Immortal who had just helped them.

"Lin's name is not necessary for you to know. I came here to inquire about some information," Lin Xuan said, continuing his pretense as a True Immortal.

"Yes, High Sage, what would you like to ask? We have nothing to hide; we will speak freely and honestly." The short, plump elder's voice was extremely respectful.

"Very well."

Lin Xuan nodded after a moment of thought. He wanted to know about Mo'er and Xiao Die but understood that rushing things wouldn't help. It was better to take his time and enter the city for a chat.

"High Sage, please!"

The short, plump elder led the way himself. Lin Xuan nodded and followed without hesitation.

They soon entered the city where the prohibitive barriers had been removed.

The buildings were densely packed but had a different style from what he was used to, exuding an ancient and primitive atmosphere.

People in the city occasionally looked around, clearly curious about his presence.

As Immortal Servants, they lived in this small仙域 all their lives. However, true True Immortals were something they had never seen; only old legends passed down through generations. Lin Xuan's appearance as a High Sage naturally piqued everyone's curiosity.

Lin Xuan understood all of this but did not say much. After all, people's curiosity was natural, and these cultivators merely peeked without offending him.

After about half an hour, they arrived at a pavilion suspended in mid-air. The structure had an ancient appearance with some floating mountains and trees around it, shrouded in mist, making it seem like a true fairyland.

"High Sage, please."

The elder bowed to welcome them. Lin Xuan did not refuse and entered the pavilion where several beautiful maidservants emerged, carrying wine and fruits.

"Please have a drink. I don't have much here for guests, but this homemade spiritual wine is quite good; please taste it," the short, plump elder said with a pleasant smile.

Lin Xuan smiled and accepted, taking a sip from his cup. The flavor was excellent: "Hmm, indeed delicious."

"Hahaha, glad you like it."

"Please be at ease and sit down." Lin Xuan was not an arrogant person and did not want to take the lead.

"Thank you, High Sage."

The elder bowed again.

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