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第四千二百零五章 意外

Lin Xuan was filled with astonishment as the Avadhana King faced an immense crisis. The opponent had no good intentions, setting up a deadly trap after several probes.

Despite her formidable strength, the Avadhana King's capabilities fell short when compared to those of the Dao Ancestor. She was now surrounded by Lin Xuan and others, and the fake practitioners' ultimate techniques were indistinguishable from the real ones—no, they were exactly the same.

Lin Xuan knew his own abilities well; the True Spirit Refinement Sword Art and Illusory Heavenly Fire began to blanket the Avadhana King. If it had just been Lin Xuan alone, he would have been helpless against her, but now Nai Long Ice Soul, Rain桐 Fairy, and others were joining forces with him.

Each was a fake, yet each could convincingly mimic real practitioners. Their ultimate techniques matched those of true cultivators without any difference.

The scene was filled with treacherous obstacles as attacks surged like a tidal wave towards the Avadhana King.

"Peril!"

Lin Xuan was both alarmed and angry but found himself immobilized. With his meridians shattered, he lay on the ground, helpless. The Nai Long True Ancestor and others were equally powerless to intervene.

How would the Avadhana King handle this attack? She showed no fear or panic; her expression remained cold as she faced the terrifying assault without a hint of disturbance.

A delicate eyebrow raised, and with a flick of her slender hand, an ethereal transparent sword appeared in her palm. A gentle shake seemed like a slight shoulder movement—no other actions followed, yet the entire sky was instantly filled with converging sword energy.

The attacks fell like rain, vibrant and numerous, surging towards all sides.

She did not dodge!

Despite being a woman, the Avadhana King's resolve matched that of any man. Facing such a daunting threat, she chose to confront it head-on without retreating.

Boom!

A deafening explosion filled his ears as terrifying shockwaves carried uprooted earth. The entire void began to collapse, and within a few miles, everything seemed to turn into chaos.

The Avadhana King remained unscathed; in fact, she was nowhere to be seen. After this fatal blow, the Avadhana King vanished from sight, leaving behind only a massive cocoon.

This cocoon was as large as a mountain, and not just her—Lin Xuan had also disappeared. He lay on the ground unable to move, as if he had never been there.

The same went for Xiao Die Yuan Yuan. Tian Xi's expression was one of astonishment followed by anger.

He hadn't expected such an outcome; he intended to deliver a decisive blow but ended up being outmaneuvered.

Substitute and opportunism—this woman was incredibly cunning, playing along with his own strategy.

But one could run from the temple but not hide within it. Thinking that a mere cocoon would stop him was sheer foolishness.

A cold smile played on Tian Xi's lips as he spread his hands wide, performing ancient incantations. The Ten Thousand Volume Heavenly Book transformed into countless light arcs, expanding to form arrows.

These arrows, like those from powerful bows and crossbows, shot towards them with terrifying force.

Each arrow contained different laws of the cosmos; some even carried domain effects.

Tian Xi was truly enraged this time, showing no hesitation in his actions.

But what met his eyes next was a baffling scene.

The arrows were formidable, almost as if they could split heaven and earth, but the cocoon remained unharmed, appearing like an illusion. The arrows passed through it without causing any damage.

How was that possible?

Was this all just an illusion?

Tian Xi's expression showed some confusion as he released his immense divine sense. He quickly ruled out the possibility of it being an illusion.

This cocoon was undoubtedly real and not a mere ephemeral trick, but why were his attacks ineffective?

He pondered briefly before waving his sleeves; golden spiritual flames appeared and transformed into a fist, which struck the cocoon with ferocity.

The same result.

The golden fist pierced through the cocoon's surface as if it had no substance. Tian Xi's face darkened further.

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Meanwhile, on another side,

"Where am I..."

Lin Xuan felt dizzy and disoriented. After deep breaths, he gradually regained his composure. He looked around and found himself in a valley surrounded by mountains. The area was sizable, and the primordial energy was abundant, nourishing his body with refined spiritual qi.

Though still painful, his broken meridians had been reconnected, and his shattered bones were rapidly healing.

Lin Xuan felt puzzled; where had Tian Xi gone?

He scanned his surroundings frantically when a beautiful figure came into view. Even just her back, it was captivating, exuding an indescribable beauty.

Avadhana!

Lin Xuan's emotions became complex—tense and ambiguous, accurately described by the phrase 'anxious anticipation.'

"Master, you've woken up?"

Before Lin Xuan could fully process his feelings, a soft, melodious voice reached his ears. The beautiful girl turned her head, revealing an expression of both anger and joy.

Familiar words and concern brought him back to his time with Yue'er. It seemed like he had awakened buried memories, yet everything felt unreal, leaving Lin Xuan still dazed: "You—you are..."

"Master, what's wrong? I'm Yue'er!"

The girl stepped closer, gently supporting him as she spoke.

"What, you're Yue'er... then where is Avadhana?"

This outcome was too blissful but far from his expectations, leaving him speechless.

It wasn't surprising that Lin Xuan felt confused; just moments ago, she had bravely fought Tian Xi with courage and decisiveness, impressing even Lin Xuan. Her personality seemed so different from the Yue'er he remembered, yet here she was, showing gentleness as if she were back by his side.

Clearly, two entirely different personalities coexisted seamlessly in her. Was this what they called Zhuangzi Dreaming of Being a Butterfly? (To be continued...)

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