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第三卷 幽州乱 第四百二十七章 合遁之术

Lin Xuan's face darkened as he struck his storage pouch. Instantly, Lin Xuan and his sword merged into one, breaking through the sky towards the distant horizon.

The speed was incredible!

In his heart, he regretted his greed for small gains. If he had subdued that little man and immediately escaped, it would have likely avoided these complications.

But now, there was no turning back. Lin Xuan could only suppress his frustration and unleash all his spiritual energy to dash forward at breakneck speed.

Meanwhile, about a hundred miles behind him, a middle-aged man with a refined appearance moved gracefully as if strolling through an empty garden. Yet his speed was astonishingly fast. This was clearly not ordinary concealment techniques; it belonged to some special method that only an old monster of the元婴期 could possess.

A mocking smile played on his lips as he locked onto Lin Xuan's location with his divine sense.

"Your evasion technique is quite unique, but do you think you can escape from this ghost emperor's palm?"

Black light flared around him, increasing his speed by another three percent.

This man had a refined appearance and three long beards. He was none other than the昊天鬼帝.

Although Lin Xuan’s divine sense was slightly inferior to that of the昊天鬼帝, it still far surpassed those of his peers. He quickly realized something was amiss. Despite expending all his spiritual energy, he couldn't match the speed of his opponent. Eventually, he would be caught.

"Master, perhaps we should find a place to temporarily hide," Yue'er suggested anxiously.

"No," Lin Xuan shook his head. "The opponent is not an ordinary ghost entity; their strength rivals that of old monsters of the元婴期. Even though the敛气术 from the九天玄功 is miraculous, it can't escape the opponent's divine sense."

"But when we were in the Quinei Mountains, Master was only at the筑基期 and managed to deceive the Extreme Devil Sovereign," Yue'er frowned, puzzled.

"That’s different," Lin Xuan smiled bitterly. "During that battle against the Heaven Saber Demon Lord, the Extreme Devil Sovereign merely used his second consciousness. Moreover, I had already hidden beforehand. Now, my divine sense has been locked down; even the敛气术 won't work."

"What should we do then?" Yue'er looked increasingly desperate.

"There are methods, but they might not succeed. At best, it will just buy us some time," Lin Xuan sighed. "And you'll need to help me."

"Master, I can assist as needed."

Lin Xuan asked, "Do you remember the合遁术 from the玄魔真经?"

Of course, Yue'er remembered. She understood what he meant and quickly took out the beast soul banner with a flick of her hands.

The banner rapidly expanded into a black cloud about an acre in size, with electric sparks flashing on its surface. Lin Xuan and Yue'er jumped inside without hesitation.

Boom!

The dark cloud churned violently before tightly compressing into a thick, black ray several feet wide, which sped away much faster than before.

"Hmm?"

The昊天鬼帝 paused, looking extremely surprised. Just now, he detected a sudden change in the target's aura. Initially, it was filled with righteous energy, clearly belonging to a正规门派 cultivator. But within an instant, it transformed into something eerie and similar to his own.

Among human cultivators, only one could give him such a feeling—ghost cultivators!

He hesitated for a moment but then sneered. Even if he didn't know the special technique used by the other party, did they think changing their aura would deceive him?

That was impossible. As long as he locked onto their divine sense, there was no way they could escape.

With a flick of his body, he intended to continue the chase, but something seemed to catch his attention, causing his brows to furrow again.

"That boy used some secret technique to flee so quickly; his speed rivals mine. I clearly scanned him with my divine sense just now, and it was only a mid-stage 凝丹 cultivator," the昊天鬼帝 was baffled. According to logic, such a disparity in strength should make it impossible for even a mid-stage 凝丹 cultivator to escape an old monster of the元婴期.

However, after his initial shock, the昊天鬼帝 quickly regained composure. It didn't matter; it was just futile resistance. Since ancient times, no one had ever heard of a mere mid-stage 凝丹 cultivator escaping from an old monster of the元婴期.

At most, it would take more time than expected.

As they chased and fled, it seemed like a cat-and-mouse game. Three hours passed in a flash, and Lin Xuan's frown deepened as he realized his situation was dire.

The合遁术 was the best technique available to him now. As its name suggested, it involved both of them jointly driving a magical artifact. Given their master-servant blood bond, they could achieve mental unity more easily.

Together, with a top-grade artifact like the beast soul banner, their speed rivaled that of an old monster of the元婴期.

However, the downside was obvious—excessive consumption of spiritual energy.

Lin Xuan was indeed frustrated. He found himself in a difficult situation. If he continued to flee, although it would delay them for several hours, eventually, they would be caught with his spiritual energy depleted and no chance of fighting back against a stronger opponent.

Alternatively, stopping now and engaging in battle seemed equally fatal. Lin Xuan, despite his confidence in his techniques and treasures, was far from capable of matching an old monster of the元婴期. The gap between them was too great.

It seemed he would inevitably fall.

Since beginning his cultivation journey, Lin Xuan had faced countless powerful opponents, but never before had he felt so hopeless with no path to survival.

Of course, Lin Xuan wouldn't give up. In the absence of a better plan, he continued using the合遁术 to evade, his brow furrowed in deep thought.

In any case, he would not surrender.

Suddenly, Lin Xuan's brows raised as he abruptly halted and looked to his left with shock.

About thirty or forty miles away, another powerful divine sense was detected. It wasn't inferior to that of the enemy behind him. Could it be that another ghost emperor had caught up?

Even though Lin Xuan was resilient, despair flickered across his face. Two old monsters of the元婴期 meant he couldn't escape even with wings.

"Master," Yue'er's voice trembled as she gathered her courage. "Let’s die together."

Lin Xuan didn’t respond. His expression became peculiar.

No, that divine sense on the left wasn't a ghost emperor; it was familiar—almost like the Peacock Fairy who nearly killed him before. Lin Xuan hesitated for a moment but quickly replaced his doubt with determination. He retracted the dark banner and used ordinary concealment techniques to fly towards his left.

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