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第四千一百九十八章 神妙幻术

Upon seeing the expressions of everyone, Lin Xuan and his companions were overjoyed. The cultivators from the Three Thousand Worlds had varying levels of cultivation but all had reached late-stage Tribulation Transcendence. With their assistance, holding off Tian Xiang would naturally be more manageable.

Indeed, wasn't this just like the strategy of the Arhats of old—unite to confront this foe?

Despite the many twists and turns in between, this goal was almost within reach now. Truly, it seemed fate had favored them!

Lin Xuan's face was filled with joy as Tian Xiang's expression turned extremely gloomy.

One wave hadn't settled before another arose; these celestial mortals were letting him down more than he expected. He would have to rely on himself.

But that didn't matter.

A cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "You insignificant ants, you don’t think that sheer numbers can stop this Primordial Ancestor, do you? Many ants can kill an elephant. Hmph, it's because the elephant isn't strong enough. Now, let me show you the fate of a mantis trying to block a chariot."

Before his words had finished, Tian Xiang cast several spells.

With each action, the light from Ten Thousand Volumes of Heaven burst forth, sending hundreds of ancient golden and silver inscriptions flying out. Each contained profound meanings and exuded an aura of mystery. They swelled as they met the wind and instantly transformed into countless sharp rays—no, light orbs, shooting towards the front.

Midway through their flight, a distortion occurred, and one by one, monsters materialized in the void.

Birds, beasts, insects, fish… all manner of creatures appeared, along with various puppets and monsters. Regardless of their specific forms, each emitted an overwhelmingly powerful aura.

Their attack methods were vastly different as well.

The cultivators from the Three Thousand Worlds' faces changed dramatically. Although their cultivation levels varied, they had abundant experience in combat, so none were willing to sit idly by. This was a formidable enemy they had never encountered before.

But saying they feared him would be an exaggeration; after all, their numbers seemed overwhelming on this side.

Even if the other party consisted of top-tier True Immortals, could one person really withstand such power?

Thus, they remained optimistic and began summoning their treasures to strike at those illusions.

Explosions echoed as the battle raged.

Soon, many powerful figures found themselves in peril.

Initially thinking these demons and monsters were merely superficial, they soon realized how formidable they truly were.

"Ah!"

Cries of pain filled the air. Some powerful individuals even fell in just a few exchanges, while more monsters were destroyed. However, with each spell Tian Xiang cast, new light orbs appeared from Ten Thousand Volumes of Heaven, transforming into terrifying creatures.

The situation left many powerful figures feeling dread.

Of course, no one had yet considered fleeing; the disparity in numbers was too great.

But if this continued, it would be uncertain. Lin Xuan and his companions couldn't allow such a scenario to unfold.

With so many cultivators as allies, they were invaluable assets that shouldn't be wasted.

With this thought, Lin Xuan lunged forward.

However, someone moved even faster.

Peacock took a deep breath, her body enveloped in green light. She transformed into a five-colored spiritual light crystal and vanished with a thunderous clap.

In her place emerged a large Peacock several feet tall.

This woman had revealed her true form as a bird spirit ancestor.

No, not a bird spirit; at this moment, she was the primordial ancestor of all bird spirits.

With a flap of her wings, her body suddenly grew exponentially. What had been just a few dozen feet now expanded by more than a thousand times, emitting chaotic spiritual energy that felt even stronger than a true dragon.

Intimidating.

Without using her innate power, she simply flapped her wings and lunged forward.

As the primordial ancestor of all bird spirits, both her divine techniques and physical body were incredibly powerful. Yuan Yuan had fully integrated the true spirit fire left by the previous Peacock, though not yet perfectly refined, still managed to unleash over 80% of its power.

"Die!"

Facing Tian Xiang's massive true form, he showed no fear as his hand suddenly shot out, grabbing at the Peacock in the void.

Boom!

A golden inferno appeared in the void.

Instantly, it transformed into a vast sea of fire, which coalesced again into a giant golden hand. Its size was monstrous, like a mountain, and it lunged towards the Peacock.

A clear cry echoed as the Peacock's talons closed, revealing a massive crescent moon in the void that slashed at the giant hand.

However, it was useless.

The giant hand ignored it, still fiercely grabbing down. The Peacock tried to dodge but was too late; she was caught by the giant hand.

This result puzzled Tian Xiang slightly.

Too easy.

Peacock was one of the strongest true spirits; logically, he shouldn't have been so easily captured.

Was there a trap?

Before this thought could fully form, a sweet giggle reached his ears. The trapped Peacock exploded in a burst of light, replaced by numerous beautiful butterflies that converged to reveal Xiao Die's figure.

This girl’s illusion was truly masterful; Tian Xiang had fallen for it without noticing.

But the matter wasn't over. With Xiao Die posing as the Peacock, where did Yuan Yuan go?

Tian Xiang turned his head and noticed a small Peacock about a foot long materializing on his left side. Despite its diminutive size, the chaotic spiritual energy it emitted was shocking, making even him hesitate.

His eyes glinted with crystalline light as he glanced at it, feeling uncomfortable.

Then, Yuan Yuan's transformed Peacock shook its wings and the five-coloredsunset glowlight enveloping her body condensed into a slender spiritual needle. Only half a foot long, it moved silently but swiftly towards Tian Xiang.

Its target was his forehead, between his brows.

At almost the same time, Xiao Die's delicate hand flicked forward, releasing a golden ray of light—timelaw.

Nine Heavens Immortal Woman's eyes flashed with coldness as various ancient instruments around her body—kites, zithers, and more—transformed into differently sized divine swords.

With fierce rays emanating from them, they too lunged towards Tian Xiang.

The three women’s attacks were perfectly synchronized, leaving the Primordial Ancestor struggling to defend himself.

A roar echoed as two light orbs flew out from Ten Thousand Volumes of Heaven, targeting Yuan Yuan and Xiao Die's treasures. Both the condensed five-colored spiritual light and timelaw posed significant threats, so he couldn't afford any slack.

However, this left Nine Heavens Immortal Woman’s attack with no room to dodge or block.

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