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第三卷 幽州乱 第四百二十二章 不好的预感

Lin Xuan's face showed a hint of anxiety, but he soon raised his head to look towards the east. Although Lin Xuan was only a Condensation Core中期 cultivator, his spirit sense was far superior to that of his peers, even surpassing those who were near the peak of their cultivation stages, except for the old monsters at the婴灵 stage.

About ten miles away, a group of dark souls was flying towards this direction. The intelligence report wasn't wrong; it was still uncertain whether they would find treasure or traps.

Regardless, Lin Xuan decided to wade into these murky waters. With his powers, even if the demons had some sinister plans, he could easily escape unscathed.

After a while, the hidden cultivators finally sensed something and stirred with excitement and tension in the air.

"Be calm; listen for my command before acting," the red-robed elder shouted at them.

The cultivators quieted down.

About fifteen minutes later, several beams of light appeared. The most prominent was a strange flying vehicle wrapped in dark energy, about ten meters long and wide, pulled by an odd ghost beast carrying treasure.

Several dozen more ghostly guards surrounded it, each with terrifying appearances.

"Only three Ghost Kings; the intelligence wasn't wrong," said the red-robed elder excitedly. "But how can I leave without taking this treasure?"

Lin Xuan raised his eyebrows, sensing something was amiss. Unlike humans, these ghosts and demons were never known to flee in battle, no matter how dire their situation.

"Even against婴灵 cultivators, they dare to use self-destructive attacks," the red-robed elder added. "This is quite unusual."

The three ghost kings suddenly vanished, each fleeing for their lives. The cultivators exchanged puzzled looks and expressions of disbelief. Lin Xuan also frowned, sensing something was not right.

"Ghost Lady, look…" the ghost lady's face showed confusion as well. Could it be a trap? But she hesitated when she saw the treasure in the vehicle; she couldn't leave now.

"Let's just deal with those low-level ghosts first," said the red-robed elder and the ghost lady, nodding to each other. They agreed that they wouldn't let this opportunity slip away.

The three of them used their powers to drive their法宝 into the low-level demons. The battle was one-sided; despite not being as easy as cutting melons with a knife, it was still extremely simple for cultivators at the Condensation Core中期 stage against筑基期 ghosts.

In just a short while, all the ghosts were cleared out. The ghost beast and cart became captives of the cultivators.

The smooth outcome left everyone puzzled; they had prepared for a fierce battle, even expecting half their disciples to be lost. But now…

"Why did those three Ghost Kings flee? Could there be something fishy going on?" wondered one of them.

The vehicle was also under a禁制, though not too deep. The three hesitated and didn't immediately break it.

After about eight minutes, the red-robed elder said, "Ghost Lady, we can’t return empty-handed now that the enemies are gone. If you have any concerns, let Zhou handle it. But remember, I took a risk here, so I should get more of the contents."

"Alright," agreed the ghost lady.

With their agreement, no one else dared to speak. "Then, Zhou, go ahead."

The ghost lady smiled and retreated with the red-robed elder.

The red-robed elder hesitated before taking out a small black shield from his storage bag and setting up several protective barriers. He then wiped his forehead, looking relieved.

No wonder he had asked for such an冒险; it was all planned in advance. With his current defenses, he could withstand the attacks of several Condensation Core cultivators.

Feeling secure, he took out a treasure—a small gourd about the size of a fist.

"Activate!"

He threw the gourd up and cast a spell, causing its light to flash and turn bright red, increasing in size. "Ancient Treasure!"

The red-robed elder exclaimed with surprise, his face showing shock. They had known each other for over a hundred years; he knew this was an ancient treasure.

When did he get it?

Even the ghost lady's expression softened slightly as she realized the power of this ancient treasure. Lin Xuan nodded in agreement, feeling more curious about the gourd.

The disciples and apprentices were filled with awe.

Seeing their reactions, the red-robed elder took a deep breath, satisfied. This was his secret weapon; he chose to reveal it here because he had some doubts about today's events and wanted to intimidate his companions.

Despite the alliance, in the face of such valuable treasures, betraying one’s principles for profit wasn't uncommon.

With a sharp sound, the light beam struck the ghost cart's protective barrier. Dark mist surged, but after a while, it calmed down as if nothing had happened.

"Strange," said the red-robed elder, and Lin Xuan frowned, feeling an intense unease just now when he broke the禁制.

Was there really a trap?

Lin Xuan clenched his fists, hesitating for a moment but deciding to stay. One must finish what one starts. Besides, apart from old monsters at the婴灵 stage, few could pose a threat.

The red-robed elder, lacking Lin Xuan's keen spirit sense, grew angry when his attack proved ineffective. He cast several hand seals into the ancient treasure.

The gourd flashed and split into three identical parts in a row. Could it be an illusion?

Lin Xuan widened his eyes; he quickly dismissed this idea as each gourd emitted genuine ancient energy.

"Break!"

With a light command, three beams of light emerged from the gourds.

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