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第三千九百六十九章 蚀骨仙酒

Soul剑!

The Nine Palace Must-Instant Sword, infused with the域外天金from beyond the heavens, was inherently immune to destruction.

Lin Xuan released his divine sense and sensed behind him. Clearly, the opponent wasn't pursuing him; he had chosen another path instead.

"Could this be where True Immortal Feathers' abode lies? Does this guy know any secrets?" Lin Xuan mused in his heart. However, it was merely a guess. Without any clues, even with his sharp mind, he couldn't easily draw conclusions.

Originally, there were so many stone steps that he had been hesitating on how to choose. Now, he didn’t have to worry about this anymore.

Lin Xuan raised his head; the stone steps extended into the depths of the white clouds. With a shrug, he ascended them.

Before flying just ten feet, Lin Xuan suddenly felt an unusual force. It was a禁空禁制—a restriction on airspace, but it didn’t seem to be like that at all.

However, its power was truly immense; even with his resilient physical body, he was pressed down by it.

Though not completely immobilized, the impact left him lying in a deep pit. Then, that force abruptly vanished as if nothing had happened.

Lin Xuan got up and felt a strange expression on his face. Everything seemed normal just now.

He rubbed his forehead; could this strange restriction suddenly appear?

Then, Lin Xuan flicked his sleeves, and the Nine Palace Must-Instant Sword appeared with a flash of green light, shooting forward.

However, after flying only several dozen feet, it landed with a “thud,” much like what he had experienced before.

Even with enhanced magical power, he couldn’t fly; instead, he slid across the ground to his position.

"Sure enough."

Lin Xuan sighed. The restrictions here were extremely strange. Not only could cultivators not fly, but even treasures faced the same issue. In this place, one could only walk and use their法宝only as weapons.

Unable to drive them with divine sense or magical power, he had to wield them like a martial artist, swinging and hacking.

For ordinary cultivators in such a situation, most of their abilities were already depleted. If they encountered strong enemies...

Before the thought was fully formed, a rumbling sound echoed through his ears.

Lin Xuan looked up; the sky was clear blue. Where did this thunder come from?

He didn’t need to guess because the answer soon revealed itself.

After some time, the heavy and clear thunder grew louder as several muscular figures appeared in view.

Technically speaking, they were puppets.

These figures were crafted from steel, with no spiritual pressure emanating from them. They looked like tough individuals.

They had no treasures; their fists were their best weapons.

Lin Xuan sighed. He encountered a formidable opponent indeed—these puppets, created by immortals. Even without the current restrictions, they wouldn’t be easy to deal with, let alone in this situation.

To be frank, not even ordinary cultivators could survive such conditions. Their abilities would be reduced to almost nothing.

But Lin Xuan was different.

Although he frowned at the situation, he showed no signs of panic and charged forward with a raised fist.

Meanwhile, heavy snowflakes fell from the sky while red-hot lava flowed on the ground. The ancient True Immortal was trapped by an odd array.

In the sky, countless moths appeared. Each moth was about the size of a palm, and as their wings fluttered, they released colorful powder that seemed to influence the laws of nature, covering the opponent from head to toe.

"玄冰烈炎阵, 五光裂云蛾, hmm, quite an impressive handiwork. But thinking you can trap this immortal with such trivial means is truly foolish."

The ancient True Immortal's face showed a hint of seriousness, but his expression was filled with disdain as he waved his sleeves, revealing lotus blossoms.

Petals fell and transformed into spiders that sprayed fine threads towards the palm-sized moths.

On another side, Dairen Dragon True Immortal found himself in a pavilion.

Lingering music and dancing. Unlike Lin Xuan's encounter, Dairen Dragon True Immortal was happily drinking wine.

Before him stood several beautiful women performing graceful dances. Their singing was like pearls falling into a jade plate, and on both sides of the hall, more women played enchanting music.

It was a life straight out of paradise.

"Good wine!"

With every cup he drank, a beautiful maid quickly refilled it for him.

"Indeed, good wine. But after drinking so much Bone-Eating Immortal Wine, your soul will soon dissolve along with your body. Dying in this gentle embrace is fitting and befitting the identity of a late-stage渡劫entity," the maid who refilled his cup smiled, revealing a hint of mockery.

Before she could finish speaking, her hand flicked out, producing a crystal dagger that flew forward. If it hit, Dairen Dragon True Immortal's heart would surely be pierced; the enemy’s intent was truly sinister.

The attack wasn’t over yet. The maid who had just been dancing suddenly transformed into a red-skinned skeleton with sharp fingers and mouthed black flames, lunging at Dairen Dragon True Immortal as well.

From one moment of singing and dancing to a heart-stopping demon lair in an instant.

Ambush from all sides!

Seeing the scene, Dairen Dragon True Immortal’s expression remained lazy. He didn’t even put down his wine cup; instead, he laughed: "Bone-Eating Immortal Wine, is it this fine brew? I heard this wine was made with dozens of rare poisons and treasures, no wonder its taste is so exquisite. But little fox, do you know any manners? Even if you must attack, let me hear the song first; doing so now is too rude. No wonder you couldn’t become a Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox—this handsome guy is loved by all, admired by all, and you could never bring yourself to strike."

Dairen Dragon True Immortal spoke nonsense with his hand still moving.

A scroll suddenly flew out of his sleeves, emitting divine light as countless golden-armored heavenly soldiers appeared.

Holding long swords and axes, they quickly engaged the red-skinned skeletons. As for the maid holding a dagger, Dairen Dragon True Immortal caught her wrist: "Impossible, you drank so much Bone-Eating Immortal Wine—how can you remain unaffected?"

"Who said drinking this wine would lead to your demise?" (To be continued...)

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