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第四千一百二十八章 大能云集

"Brother!" "Bright Younger Brother!"

The two men posed as deep in brotherly affection, walking hand in hand towards the valley.

"Ah, Brother, how did you find this place?" Tian Xiaojian smiled and turned to ask.

"I happened upon a map," Lin Xuan replied without any concealment. It was true that they were scheming against each other, but it mattered what situation they found themselves in!

"And you, Bright Younger Brother?"

"Similar to your case; I stumbled across some clues by chance."

"Oh!"

Lin Xuan nodded, privately assessing the truth of his words as he and Tian Xiaojian landed in a corner that was not particularly noticeable. Nevertheless, several people turned their gazes towards them.

They were scrutinized with expressions devoid of emotion, the terrifying aura emanating from them enough to make even a spirit at the Soul Refinement stage shudder. Lin Xuan and Tian Xiaojian, however, showed no discomfort, continuing to chat as if nothing was amiss. The others, slightly surprised but unable to gauge their strength, turned away.

With so many powerful figures gathered here, there must be something of great importance.

Though Lin Xuan did not know the specifics, he patiently waited, chatting with Tian Xiaojian while observing his surroundings.

Undoubtedly, those who had arrived were top-tier cultivators. Without action, it was hard to discern their relative strengths.

Over the years, Lin Xuan had faced countless battles and had keen eyesight. He noticed a few noteworthy details.

One person sat atop a large stone about a hundred feet away, his white-bearded face giving him an air of scholarly refinement. He held an old book in his hands, reciting it with enthusiasm.

This man seemed calm and composed, but to Lin Xuan's eye, he appeared far from ordinary.

Not far from this man stood a woman dressed in courtly attire.

She was indeed attractive, with a delicate face and ample figure. However, a glance at her sent shivers down one's spine; instead of hair, she had black centipedes growing on her head, reminiscent of the ancient treasure snake.

The sight was even more terrifying than a head full of snakes.

Noticing his gaze, this woman turned to him with a挑衅 smile in her eyes. Lin Xuan paid no mind and continued to observe other powerful figures around them.

Soon he spotted two more.

One was an emaciated old man whose face could not be seen; he wore a strange mask that prevented Lin Xuan from using his divine vision, as doing so would be blatant provocation. The old man's aura was dry, with no oppressive presence emanating from him; rather, he seemed on the brink of death.

But one should not judge a book by its cover. Despite his appearance, Lin Xuan could sense that this man harbored immense power, enough to instill trepidation.

On the other side stood a bald, barefoot giant leaning against a tree. He wore animal skins and resembled a savage.

His aura was peculiar; it wasn't strong but carried an eerie stench of decay. One might mistake him for a powerful being from the Netherworld, yet he was undoubtedly alive. How could his aura be so similar to that of a zombie?

Could he be from the Heaven Corpse Realm? Lin Xuan remembered seeing something about this in ancient texts, though the details were hazy.

Days passed quietly as more cultivators arrived, eventually totaling over five hundred. Among them were several at the Soul Refinement stage, which was perplexing given their initial entry into the Light Arc and their survival till now. They were merely lucky, but venturing here was sheer madness.

Lin Xuan found this amusing yet did not bother to warn them. Each person had their own choices; these young cultivators who remained despite seeing so many powerful figures must be either resilient or driven by greed.

In any case, they should prepare for the possibility of death if they sought fortune and treasures here.

Yet a few days later, fewer cultivators arrived at this mysterious valley, with none entering on some days. Over these days, no significant changes occurred in the valley.

Lin Xuan and Tian Xiaojian discussed their theories but found no answers. However, from his companion's expression, it seemed he was not hiding anything.

In any case, they would wait and see.

With a calm demeanor, Lin Xuan resumed his meditation. Three more days passed this way.

Suddenly, Lin Xuan opened his eyes.

Tian Xiaojian raised an eyebrow in response, their gazes meeting briefly before turning back to the horizon as more powerful figures began to sense something. Some could not contain their curiosity and stood up, gazing towards the sky.

Soon, two streaks of light appeared from the distance, zipping across at breathtaking speed.

The lights faded, revealing a man and woman.

True Immortals!

Indeed, they were undoubtedly strong beings from the Celestial Realm. The other powerful figures stirred with excitement.

Since entering this mysterious realm, even if they had not directly clashed with True Immortals, they knew of their unfriendly nature. Everyone's expressions turned wary, some faces darkening with unhidden hostility.

Yet Lin Xuan showed a look of confusion.

He looked at the fairy on his left.

This woman appeared to be in her twenties, graceful and beautiful, a true beauty.

But what Lin Xuan noticed was that she seemed familiar.

How could this be?

She was an Immortal; how could she have any connection with him? (To be continued...)

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