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第四千一百二十四章 冰魄始祖与太白剑仙

Lin Xuan wasn't afraid, but he thought it better to avoid extra trouble.

So, after consulting with the few women, they returned to the Momentary Heavenly Realm Map. This way, Lin Xuan only needed to travel alone. TopPointLittleSay,

Firstly, the likelihood of being discovered would be much smaller.

Secondly, if the opponent couldn't figure out his strength, he could use the women as a surprise force against any formidable enemies they might encounter.

After placing the Momentary Heavenly Realm Map properly, Lin Xuan suppressed his aura. The light from Jinghong dimmed significantly, making him inconspicuous. He drifted forward towards the source of the disturbance.

Lin Xuan didn't know how large this realm was or where Nine Heaven Silt Soil might be located. In other words, he had no clear idea and could only travel aimlessly.

On the surface, it depended purely on luck.

In reality, there were nuances to consider.

Throughout his journey, although Lin Xuan suppressed his aura and carefully concealed his movements, his divine sense remained vigilant without any relaxation. He fully extended it, not missing even a whisper of movement.

Suddenly, a loud rumbling sound reached his ears.

Lin Xuan turned his head towards the source of the noise. It was about two million miles away, so even with his divine sense, he could only make out some vague sounds and couldn't determine what exactly had happened.

A hint of hesitation appeared on his face.

Perhaps it was just a meaningless battle between powerful beings entering this realm.

In that case, going to watch would be pointless.

But what if not?

What if someone discovered something valuable or clues about Nine Heaven Silt Soil...

Although the likelihood was low, hesitating here could mean missing out.

With this thought, Lin Xuan's body emitted a bright green light. His speed increased significantly as he flew towards the source of the disturbance.

Two million miles—how many mountains and rivers did that cover?

Even circling a planet several dozen times wouldn't be an issue. But with his current strength, it wasn't unattainable either.

With full effort, he didn't take more than half a cup of tea to reach closer.

To avoid being detected, Lin Xuan slowed down slightly. If not, he could have gone even faster.

The rumbling sound was now crystal clear, audible without the need for divine sense.

Ahead, the sky had turned into a kaleidoscope of colors.

The combatants were formidable indeed, but what about that deep demonic aura?

Could it be...

Lin Xuan's mind began to form an idea. However, he needed to confirm before making any judgments.

With only a few miles between them, Lin Xuan subtly extended his divine sense.

A massive black dragon appeared in his sight.

It emitted shocking demonic energy, moving freely as beams of light spewed from its gaping mouth.

Electric sparks danced across its body.

Its strength was formidable; it didn't fall short of Void Demon Sovereign.

Sure enough, he was a demon from beyond the realm. His identity was clear—among the few great leaders, and Lin Xuan had heard his name reverberate like thunder: Dragon King.

Unexpectedly, they met on this narrow path.

But his current situation wasn't clear.

Because he faced another formidable opponent—a venerable old man with a Taoist demeanor.

His appearance suggested an elderly man of about a hundred years, but he was full of vigor.

From the aura he emitted, there was no doubt that he was a true immortal.

The strange object in his hand was a long whip.

With a flick, it cast shadows across half the sky, transforming into endless serpents. Each one's size couldn't compare to Dragon King's, but their sheer number made them formidable. They let out loud hisses and rushed towards him.

Dragon King wasn't weak either. He not only spat more beams of light but also summoned many monsters from the demonic energy surrounding his body.

Trying to outnumber me? Ha, you're a fool. Do you think I won't change?

The two fought fiercely.

Lin Xuan's face was filled with mockery. If these two could annihilate each other, it would be a boon for him.

...

Meanwhile, on another side,

This was a vast wilderness, already desolate, now littered with several corpses—both Daoist apprentices and servants from the Celestial Realm, even a true immortal had fallen here.

Their faces showed disbelief as if they had witnessed something terrifying in their lifetimes.

Nearby, a woman dressed in white hovered. Her silver hair cascaded down, her bare feet wrapped in milky-white mist, making her look like a fairy descending to earth.

Ice Spirit Ancestor!

These Celestial Realm beings had it coming for finding her.

Among the three thousand worlds, many were vast, but at the forefront were the Spirit Realm, Demon Realm, and Netherworld. As the strongest ancient demon, Ice Spirit's strength far exceeded that of ordinary true immortals.

"I will definitely obtain Nine Heaven Silt Soil."

In her hand was a golden object. She muttered to herself, but before she could finish, her brows suddenly arched as if she had discovered something.

Without raising a hand or foot, her entire body flew diagonally away.

It wasn't teleportation, yet it seemed like it, covering thousands of feet in an instant.

Silently, where she stood just now, a sword energy appeared, slicing through space.

"Too close!"

Ice Spirit shivered with cold sweat. This sword looked ordinary but had a return-to-its-primitive effect. If she had been even slightly late...

She didn't dare dwell on it.

"Not bad, not bad. To be able to dodge my sword is fitting for the Nine True Demon Ancestors. Since the demon leader's fall, you should be the strongest here. Ice Spirit Immortal, we haven't met in a long time."

A clear voice entered her ears. Ice Spirit was startled: "Who are you? How do you recognize me?"

"How, Immortal, people forget easily. Have you forgotten your old acquaintance?"

A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth as divine light flashed, revealing a handsome man before him. He was about thirty years old, dressed in white, exuding an ethereal aura.

"You are!"

Ice Spirit's face showed full alertness, like facing a formidable enemy: "White Sword Immortal! It's you. You chased after Fehua True Man and supposedly died down there. How can you still be alive?"

"Falling? Hmph, that was just a deception. Did you really think all true immortals in the lower realm except for Grandmaster Tianxiang had perished? Great mistake. And do you think Nine Heaven Silt Soil is so easily obtained? Foolish, you have no chance of ascending to immortality..."

"What? The legend of Light Arc Appearing and Celestial Path Revealing isn't true?" Even Ice Spirit Immortal, who was usually astute, was shocked. (To be continued...)

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