pàn shāo shāo dǐ dǎng yī xià ， zì jǐ jiù kě yǐ shī zhǎn bié de shén tōng ， lái bǎi tuō jìng le
盼稍稍抵挡一下，自己就可以施展别的神通，来摆脱境了
盼 managed to hold off the opponent for a moment, allowing him to use other divine techniques to escape from the predicament.
kě xī shì yǔ yuàn wéi ，“ chī ” de yī shēng qīng xiǎng ， nà lǚ líng lì yī shǎn jí shì ， qīng ér yì jǔ dòng chuān le zǐ sè hù zhào ， chū xiàn zài le cáo yuè de yǎn qián 。
可惜事与愿违，“嗤”的一声轻响，那缕灵力一闪即逝，轻而易举洞穿了紫色护罩，出现在了曹月的眼前。
Unfortunately, his hopes were dashed. A faint hiss sounded, and that strand of spiritual energy flashed past before easily piercing through the purple shield, appearing in Cao Yue's vision.
cáo yuè jiāo qū yī chàn ， liǎn sè shuā de cǎn bái ， tǐ nèi fǎ lì yùn zhuàn ， xiàng zuǒ cè piāo yí le guò lái 。
曹月娇躯一颤，脸色刷的惨白，体内法力运转，像左侧漂移了过来。
Cao Yue's body trembled as her face turned pale. She tried to shift her magical power to the left side to counter the attack.
kě xī wéi shí yǐ wǎn ， tā zhǐ jué méi xīn yī liáng ， xiàng shì bèi wén zi hěn hěn de dīng le yī kǒu ， suí hòu yī gǔ nán yǐ rěn shòu de jù tòng xiàng dà nǎo qīn xí le guò lái ， tiān xuán dì zhuàn ……
可惜为时已晚，她只觉眉心一凉，像是被蚊子狠狠的叮了一口，随后一股难以忍受的剧痛像大脑侵袭了过来，天旋地转……
However, it was too late. A chill ran across her brow, like being bitten by a mosquito. Then an unbearable pain surged into her brain, causing her world to spin...
fǎ lì zǔ sè tíng zhì ， hū de yī shēng ， cóng tiān kōng zhōng zhí jiē shuāi le xià qù 。
法力阻塞停滞，呼的一声，从天空中直接摔了下去。
Her magical power was blocked and she tumbled down from the sky with a whoosh.
“ shī mèi ！”
“师妹！”
"Junior Sister!"
zhōu miǎn qíng qiè guān xīn ， mù zì yù liè ， kě xī dà dí dāng qián ， gēn běn jiù méi yǒu bàn fǎ chū shǒu jiù yuán 。
周冕情切关心，目眦欲裂，可惜大敌当前，根本就没有办法出手救援。
Zhou Mian's concern was evident as his eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets. Unfortunately, he couldn't do anything to save her in this dire situation.
yuè ér qí xí jiàn gōng ， lín xuān zhè ge dāng zhǔ rén de zì rán bù hǎo yì sī luò hòu ， qū qū yí gè níng dān hòu qī de duì shǒu ， méi yǒu bì yào yǔ tā zài zhè ér jiāng shí jiān xiāo mó 。
月儿奇袭建功，林轩这个当主人的自然不好意思落后，区区一个凝丹后期的对手，没有必要与他在这儿将时间消磨。
Moon achieved a surprise victory, so Lin Xuan, as the master, naturally didn't want to fall behind. A mere late-stage condensation core opponent wasn't worth wasting time on.
lín xuān jiān tóu yī yáo ， shēn xíng dùn shí yī zhèn mó hú ， huà wèi yī dào qīng sè de jīng hóng ， xiàng zhe duì fāng fēi pū ér qù le 。
林轩肩头一摇，身形顿时一阵模糊，化为一道青色的惊虹，向着对方飞扑而去了。
Lin Xuan's shoulders moved slightly, his figure blurring into a streak of green light, rushing towards the opponent.
zhōu miǎn yī lèng ， xīn zhōng dà gǎn yà rán ， duì fāng xiǎng yào gàn shén me ， jìn shēn ròu bó ？
周冕一愣，心中大感讶然，对方想要干什么，近身肉搏？
Zhou Mian was taken aback, feeling surprised. What did he intend to do? Close combat?
bù kě néng 。 duì fāng chú fēi nǎo dài huài le 。 fǒu zé yí dìng yǒu bié dì guǐ jì zài lǐ tou 。
不可能。对方除非脑袋坏了。否则一定有别地诡计在里头。
That was impossible. Unless the guy had lost his mind, there must be some cunning plan behind it.
suī rán bù míng bái lín xuān xīn zhōng shì rú hé dǎ suàn 。 dàn tā jué dìng yǐ bù biàn yīng wàn biàn 。 zhāng kāi zuǐ 。 jiāng běn mìng fǎ bǎo cóng dān tián zhōng tǔ le chū lái 。
虽然不明白林轩心中是如何打算。但他决定以不变应万变。张开嘴。将本命法宝从丹田中吐了出来。
Though Lin Xuan's intentions were unclear, Zhou Mian decided to meet any challenge with a steady approach. He opened his mouth and spat out his main talisman from his dantian.
huáng máng yī shǎn 。 zhōng jiān hái jiā zá zhe nóng yù dì mó qì 。 yī bǐng zào xíng yǒu xiē gǔ guài dì fǎ bǎo chū xiàn zài le miàn qián 。 shì jiàn fēi jiàn 。 shì dāo fēi dāo 。 zhǎng yuē sān chǐ 。 xiǎn de fēng lì yǐ jí 。
黄芒一闪。中间还夹杂着浓郁地魔气。一柄造型有些古怪地法宝出现在了面前。似剑非剑。似刀非刀。长约三尺。显得锋利以极。
A yellow light flashed, mixed with dense demonic energy. A peculiar-looking artifact appeared before him—neither sword nor knife, but about three feet long, incredibly sharp.
nà fǎ bǎo lí tǐ yǐ hòu 。 lì kè huá chū yī dào yōu měi dì guāng hú 。 hū xiào zhe xiàng zhe qīng hóng yíng shàng qù le 。
那法宝离体以后。立刻划出一道优美地光弧。呼啸着向着青虹迎上去了。
The artifact detached itself and immediately traced a beautiful arc of light, rushing towards the green streak.
lín xuān bìng méi yǒu zhāo huí piāo yún luò xuě jiàn 。 yě méi yǒu cóng chǔ wù dài zhōng chóng xīn qǔ chū bié dì fǎ bǎo 。 ér shì shēn xíng yī níng zhī hòu 。 tái qǐ le yòu shǒu 。
林轩并没有招回飘云落雪剑。也没有从储物袋中重新取出别地法宝。而是身形一凝之后。抬起了右手。
Lin Xuan didn't summon his Floating Cloud Sword or retrieve another talisman from his storage bag. Instead, he raised his right hand after stabilizing his figure.
yī tuán jī dàn dà xiǎo de bì lǜ huǒ yàn chū xiàn zài le zhǎng xīn lǐ miàn 。
一团鸡蛋大小的碧绿火焰出现在了掌心里面。
A ball of emerald-green flames, about the size of an egg, appeared in his palm.
shǎn shuò bù yǐ ， hū míng hū àn 。
闪烁不已，忽明忽暗。
Flashing and flickering, it alternated between bright and dim.
lín xuān yī kǒu líng qì pēn chū ， bì huàn yōu huǒ xī shōu yǐ hòu ， lì kè hū de yī xià màn yán le qǐ lái ， bāo guǒ zhù lín xuān de zhěng zhǐ shǒu zhǎng 。
林轩一口灵气喷出，碧幻幽火吸收以后，立刻呼的一下蔓延了起来，包裹住林轩的整只手掌。
Lin Xuan exhaled a puff of spiritual energy, which the green illusory fire absorbed instantly. The flames spread rapidly, enveloping Lin Xuan's entire hand.
ér nà gǔ guài de fǎ bǎo yě lái dào le miàn qián ， yǎn kàn huáng máng jí tǐ ， lín xuān liǎn shàng de biǎo qíng què wú jīng wú xǐ ， shēn chū shǒu lái ， xiàng zhe nà fǎ bǎo zhuā le guò qù 。
而那古怪的法宝也来到了面前，眼看黄芒及体，林轩脸上的表情却无惊无喜，伸出手来，向着那法宝抓了过去。
The peculiar artifact approached. Despite the yellow light approaching, Lin Xuan showed no surprise or joy on his face as he reached out to grab it.
“ zhǎo sǐ ！”
“找死！”
"Suicide!"
zhōu miǎn xiān shì yī jīng ， suí hòu liǎn shàng jiù lù chū liǎo wú bǐ zhēng níng dì biǎo qíng ， zhè ge lín xuān hǎo dà de dǎn ， suī rán bù zhī tā shǒu shàng bāo guǒ de shì shén me huǒ yàn ， dàn jiù suàn shì yuán yīng qī lǎo guài ， yě bù kě néng píng kōng shǒu qù yìng jiē zì jǐ de fǎ bǎo ， tā zhè me zuò ， jiǎn zhí shì lǎo shòu xīng xián mìng zhǎng 。
周冕先是一惊，随后脸上就露出了无比狰狞地表情，这个林轩好大的胆，虽然不知他手上包裹的是什么火焰，但就算是元婴期老怪，也不可能凭空手去硬接自己的法宝，他这么做，简直是老寿星嫌命长。
Zhou Mian was initially shocked but then revealed an extremely sinister expression. This Lin Xuan had a lot of guts! Even if he didn't know what kind of flames were enveloping his hand, it would be impossible for an婴期 expert to dare touch his artifact with bare hands. He must be courting death.
zì zuò niè ， bù kě huó ， duì fāng gǎn rú cǐ tuō dà ， zì rán yào tā fù chū dài jià 。
自作孽，不可活，对方敢如此托大，自然要他付出代价。
Reap what you sow, Zhou Mian thought. The opponent dared to be so reckless; he was going to make him pay the price.
zhōu miǎn shuāng shǒu qiā jué ， hún shēn dì líng lì zhòu rán kuáng zhǎng ， mó qì luàn wǔ ， jiù xiàng wú shù hēi sè de chù shǒu yī yàng 。
周冕双手掐诀，浑身地灵力骤然狂涨，魔气乱舞，就像无数黑色的触手一样。
Zhou Mian formed a series of hand seals, causing his spiritual energy to surge wildly, demonic energy swirling like countless black tentacles.
suí zhe tā de yī shēng lì chì ， nà fǎ bǎo suǒ sàn chū lái dì wēi yā ， yòu zhòu rán jiā dà ， rán ér lín xuān què yǎn jīng dōu bù zhǎ ， yòu shǒu rú jǐng zhōng lāo yuè yì bān ， xiàng zhe fǎ bǎo zhuā le xià lái 。
随着他的一声厉叱，那法宝所散出来地威压，又骤然加大，然而林轩却眼睛都不眨，右手如井中捞月一般，向着法宝抓了下来。
With his harsh command, the pressure from the artifact intensified. However, Lin Xuan didn't flinch. He reached out as if trying to catch the moon in his hand and grabbed the artifact.
líng guāng jiāo zhī ， qīng huáng èr sè de guāng máng shǎn shuò bù yǐ ， jiāng lín xuān de shēn xíng yān mò ， zhōu miǎn shū le kǒu qì ， liǎn shàng liú lù chū yī sī dé yì 。
灵光交织，青黄二色的光芒闪烁不已，将林轩的身形淹没，周冕舒了口气，脸上流露出一丝得意。
Spiritual light intertwined, green and yellow hues flashing continuously, enveloping Lin Xuan's figure. Zhou Mian exhaled with relief, a smug look on his face.
xiàng xià fàng chū shén shí ， xiǎng yào sōu xún cáo yuè de zōng jì ， kě jiù zài zhè shí ， yì biàn tū qǐ ……
向下放出神识，想要搜寻曹月的踪迹，可就在这时，异变突起……
He released his divine sense downward to locate Cao Yue, but at that moment, something unexpected happened...
nà gǔ guài fǎ bǎo zài zhōu miǎn de quán lì shī wéi xià ， què shí wēi néng fēi xiǎo ， kě yào shuō néng gòu shāng dào lín xuān ， què wèi miǎn tiān fāng yè tán 。
那古怪法宝在周冕的全力施为下，确实威能非小，可要说能够伤到林轩，却未免天方夜谭。
Despite its impressive power, the peculiar artifact couldn't harm Lin Xuan. He had at least seven methods to block it. Why would he risk his hand if there was no guarantee?
lín xuān xiǎng yào jiāng dǎng xià ， qǐ mǎ yǒu qī bā zhǒng fāng fǎ ， ruò méi yǒu bǎ wò ， yòu zěn huì yòng shǒu qù zhuā ？
林轩想要将挡下，起码有七八种方法，若没有把握，又怎会用手去抓？
The yellow light and green flames barely held for a few seconds before losing their spirit. Lin Xuan easily grabbed the artifact, not only unharmed but also causing it to melt with a sizzling sound.
huáng máng yǔ bì huǒ jǐn jǐn xiāng chí le shù miǎo ， jiù líng xìng dà shī ， lín xuān qīng ér yì jǔ de jiāng fǎ bǎo wò zài le shǒu lǐ ， bù jǐn méi yǒu bèi shāng hài fēn háo ， fǎn ér bàn suí zhe yī zhèn chī chī de shēng xiǎng ， fǎ bǎo de biǎo miàn kāi shǐ róng huà 。
黄芒与碧火仅仅相持了数秒，就灵性大失，林轩轻而易举的将法宝握在了手里，不仅没有被伤害分毫，反而伴随着一阵嗤嗤的声响，法宝的表面开始融化。
This emerald illusory fire, apart from its high heat, contained a heart-stopping poison that could corrupt even a magical artifact. The surface of the artifact began to bubble and melt.
zhè bì huàn yōu huǒ chú le gāo rè ， hái yùn hán yǒu lìng rén xīn jīng dì qí dú ， bié shuō xiū shì běn tǐ ， jiù suàn shì fǎ bǎo zhè zhǒng jiān yìng de dōng xī ， yě huì bèi qīn shí 。
这碧幻幽火除了高热，还蕴含有令人心惊地奇毒，别说修士本体，就算是法宝这种坚硬的东西，也会被侵蚀。
Zhou Mian was shocked, almost disbelieving what he saw. However, his reaction was quick; he formed several hand seals in an attempt to recall the artifact.
jiù tóng jiāng shēng xiù de tiě kuài diū jìn qiáng suān ， fǎ bǎo de biǎo miàn kāi shǐ chū xiàn dà dà xiǎo xiǎo de qì pào ， jìng rán yǒu róng huà de qū xiàng 。
就同将生锈的铁块丢进强酸，法宝的表面开始出现大大小小的气泡，竟然有融化的趋向。
Too late. Since he was trapped by Lin Xuan's emerald illusory fire, how could he let a cooked duck fly away?
zhōu miǎn dà jīng shī sè ， jī hū bù xiāng xìn zì jǐ yǎn qián suǒ jiàn de ， bù guò zhè jiā huo fǎn yìng yě kuài ， máng shuāng shǒu qiā jué ， xiǎng yào zhào huí fǎ bǎo 。
周冕大惊失色，几乎不相信自己眼前所见的，不过这家伙反应也快，忙双手掐诀，想要召回法宝。
Despite changing several sets of hand seals, Zhou Mian found no success. His connection with the artifact weakened rapidly.
kě xī wǎn le ， jì rán shòu kùn yú lín xuān de bì huàn yōu huǒ ， qǐ néng ràng zhǔ shú dì yā zi cóng shǒu lǐ fēi diào 。
可惜晚了，既然受困于林轩的碧幻幽火，岂能让煮熟地鸭子从手里飞掉。
Lin Xuan sneered at him and tightened his grip, causing the emerald illusory fire to engulf the entire artifact with a loud bang.
zhōu miǎn yī lián biàn huàn le jǐ tào fǎ jué ， kě què méi yǒu sī háo yòng chǔ ， ér qiě tā yǔ fǎ bǎo jiān de xīn shén lián xì ， zài xùn sù jiàng dī 。
周冕一连变幻了几套法诀，可却没有丝毫用处，而且他与法宝间的心神联系，在迅速降低。
"Ah!"
lín xuān chōng tā lù chū yī sī jī fěng de xiào yì ， wǔ zhǐ yòng lì ， hōng de yī shēng ， bì huàn yōu huǒ xióng xióng rán shāo le qǐ jiāng zhěng gè fǎ bǎo dōu bāo guǒ zài le lǐ miàn 。
林轩冲他露出一丝讥讽的笑意，五指用力，轰的一声，碧幻幽火熊熊燃烧了起将整个法宝都包裹在了里面。
Zhou Mian clutched his head in pain as he howled. This peculiar object was his carefully refined main talisman for a century; now severely damaged, his spirit naturally suffered too.
“ a ！”
“啊！”
Seize the opportunity while he's down, Lin Xuan thought without any mercy. Just as he was about to finish off the opponent with divine techniques, he suddenly frowned and lowered his hand.
zhōu miǎn shuāng shǒu bào tóu ， chū tòng kǔ de háo jiào ， zhè zào xíng gǔ guài zhī wù ， nǎi shì tā jīng xīn cuì liàn le bǎi nián zhī jiǔ dì běn mìng fǎ bǎo ， rú jīn shòu dào zhòng chuāng ， tā de xīn shén zì rán yě shòu sǔn fēi xiǎo 。
周冕双手抱头，出痛苦的嚎叫，这造型古怪之物，乃是他精心淬炼了百年之久地本命法宝，如今受到重创，他的心神自然也受损非小。
"Master," Xiang Feng Yiran arrived beside him.
chèn tā bìng ， yào tā mìng ， duì yú dí rén ， lín xuān zì rán bú huì yǒu sī háo lián mǐn ， zhèng xiǎng shī zhǎn shén tōng ， yī gǔ zuò qì ， jiāng qí miè le ， què tū rán méi tou yí zhòu ， fàng xià le shǒu 。
趁他病，要他命，对于敌人，林轩自然不会有丝毫怜悯，正想施展神通，一鼓作气，将其灭了，却突然眉头一皱，放下了手。
"Well done."
“ shào yé 。” xiāng fēng yì rán ， yuè ér yǐ jīng lái dào le tā dì shēn biān 。
“少爷。”香风亦然，月儿已经来到了他地身边。
"It's nothing, just a simple task; no great difficulty." Moon's words were not exaggerated. Even without the ambush, she could easily defeat Cao Yue.
“ zuò dé bù cuò 。”
“做得不错。”
"Hmm, is the captive still alive?"
“ shào yé guò jiǎng le ， bù guò shì jǔ shǒu zhī láo ， méi yǒu shén me nán dù 。” yuè ér zhè huà dào yě bìng fēi kuā dà qí cí ， jiù suàn bù yòng tōu xí ， yǐ tā de shí lì dǎ bài cáo yuè yě qīng ér yì jǔ 。
“少爷过奖了，不过是举手之劳，没有什么难度。”月儿这话倒也并非夸大其词，就算不用偷袭，以她的实力打败曹月也轻而易举。
"Don't worry, Master. I know how to handle it. I merely sealed her magical power and knocked her out."
“ ń ， fú lǔ wèi sǐ ba ！”
“嗯，俘虏未死吧！”
Lin Xuan nodded, refocusing on his opponent. He had stopped attacking because he noticed something unusual about him.
“ shào yé fàng xīn ， wǒ xiǎo de qīng zhòng ， zhǐ shì jiāng tā hún shēn dì fǎ lì fēng zhù ， bìng yùn guò qù le 。”
“少爷放心，我晓得轻重，只是将她浑身地法力封住，并晕过去了。”
After destroying the artifact, Zhou Mian began trembling all over.
lín xuān diǎn diǎn tóu ， chóng xīn zhù yì qǐ shēn qián de duì shǒu ， tā gāng cái zhī suǒ yǐ tíng zhǐ gōng jī ， shì yīn wèi xiàn duì shǒu dì qíng kuàng yǒu xiē guǐ yì 。
林轩点点头，重新注意起身前的对手，他刚才之所以停止攻击，是因为现对手地情况有些诡异。
Moreover, foam dripped from his mouth as his face contorted in apparent agony.
fǎ bǎo bèi huǐ qù yǐ hòu ， zhōu miǎn kāi shǐ hún shēn chàn dǒu 。
法宝被毁去以后，周冕开始浑身颤抖。
But Lin Xuan wasn't concerned; what truly surprised him was the chaotic demonic energy surging within the opponent's body.
bù jǐn rú cǐ ， tā de zuǐ lǐ hái tǔ chū bái mò ， miàn róng niǔ qū ， fǎng fú zài jīng lì mò dà de tòng kǔ 。
不仅如此，他的嘴里还吐出白沫，面容扭曲，仿佛在经历莫大的痛苦。
"This situation seems to indicate a precursor to going mad," Lin Xuan mused, running his hand through his beard. He had always been curious about why an orthodox practitioner like Zhou Mian could use demonic techniques so proficiently. There wasn't any similar technique to Yin-Yang Art, suggesting he likely used some clever trick.
bù guò zhè xiē lín xuān zì rán bú huì zài yì ， zhēn zhèng ràng tā gǎn dào jīng yì de shì duì fāng shēn tǐ lǐ de mó qì wěn luàn qǐ lái ， shí fēn kuáng zào 。
不过这些林轩自然不会在意，真正让他感到惊异的是对方身体里的魔气紊乱起来，十分狂躁。
Though Lin Xuan couldn't guess the specifics, water and fire don't mix well; such a trick would inevitably leave significant hidden dangers.
“ zhè zhǒng qíng kuàng ， dào hěn xiàng shì zǒu huǒ rù mó de xiān zhào ！”
“这种情况，倒很像是走火入魔的先兆！”
Going mad?
lín xuān mō le mō xià bā ， nán nán zì yǔ de shuō dào ， tā běn lái jiù yǒu xiē hào qí ， duì fāng yī míng zhèng dào xiū shì ， wèi hé mó gōng què yòng dé zhè me chún shú ， shì shàng bù tài kě néng yǒu yǔ yīn yáng jué xiāng sì de shén tōng ， nà me duì fāng duō bàn jiù shǐ yòng le mǒu zhǒng qǔ qiǎo de fāng fǎ le 。
林轩摸了摸下巴，喃喃自语的说道，他本来就有些好奇，对方一名正道修士，为何魔功却用得这么纯熟，世上不太可能有与阴阳诀相似的神通，那么对方多半就使用了某种取巧的方法了。
Hmph, that sounded good. The opponent should pay for his actions.
jù tǐ shì shén me lín xuān yě wú cóng cāi cè ， rán ér zhèng mó shuǐ huǒ bù xiāng róng ， zhè zhǒng qǔ qiǎo de fāng fǎ bù liú xià jù dà de yǐn huàn cái guài 。
具体是什么林轩也无从猜测，然而正魔水火不相容，这种取巧的方法不留下巨大的隐患才怪。
Lin Xuan's lips curled in mockery, but soon his expression turned serious.
zǒu huǒ rù mó ？
走火入魔？
For a cultivator, going mad was one of the most terrifying dangers on the path to immortality. Failing this trial meant an irreversible fate, though the final outcome varied. Some might explode and die, others become insane, while the best result was partial paralysis, losing all their cultivated power.
hēng ， dào yě bù cuò ， rén zǒng gāi wèi zì jǐ de suǒ zuò suǒ wéi ， fù chū dài jià 。
哼，倒也不错，人总该为自己的所作所为，付出代价。
But the current situation seemed different...
盼 managed to hold off the opponent for a moment, allowing him to use other divine techniques to escape from the predicament.
Unfortunately, his hopes were dashed. A faint hiss sounded, and that strand of spiritual energy flashed past before easily piercing through the purple shield, appearing in Cao Yue's vision.
Cao Yue's body trembled as her face turned pale. She tried to shift her magical power to the left side to counter the attack.
However, it was too late. A chill ran across her brow, like being bitten by a mosquito. Then an unbearable pain surged into her brain, causing her world to spin...
Her magical power was blocked and she tumbled down from the sky with a whoosh.
"Junior Sister!"
Zhou Mian's concern was evident as his eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets. Unfortunately, he couldn't do anything to save her in this dire situation.
Moon achieved a surprise victory, so Lin Xuan, as the master, naturally didn't want to fall behind. A mere late-stage condensation core opponent wasn't worth wasting time on.
Lin Xuan's shoulders moved slightly, his figure blurring into a streak of green light, rushing towards the opponent.
Zhou Mian was taken aback, feeling surprised. What did he intend to do? Close combat?
That was impossible. Unless the guy had lost his mind, there must be some cunning plan behind it.
Though Lin Xuan's intentions were unclear, Zhou Mian decided to meet any challenge with a steady approach. He opened his mouth and spat out his main talisman from his dantian.
A yellow light flashed, mixed with dense demonic energy. A peculiar-looking artifact appeared before him—neither sword nor knife, but about three feet long, incredibly sharp.
"Go!"
The artifact detached itself and immediately traced a beautiful arc of light, rushing towards the green streak.
Lin Xuan didn't summon his Floating Cloud Sword or retrieve another talisman from his storage bag. Instead, he raised his right hand after stabilizing his figure.
A ball of emerald-green flames, about the size of an egg, appeared in his palm.
Flashing and flickering, it alternated between bright and dim.
Lin Xuan exhaled a puff of spiritual energy, which the green illusory fire absorbed instantly. The flames spread rapidly, enveloping Lin Xuan's entire hand.
The peculiar artifact approached. Despite the yellow light approaching, Lin Xuan showed no surprise or joy on his face as he reached out to grab it.
"Suicide!"
Zhou Mian was initially shocked but then revealed an extremely sinister expression. This Lin Xuan had a lot of guts! Even if he didn't know what kind of flames were enveloping his hand, it would be impossible for an婴期 expert to dare touch his artifact with bare hands. He must be courting death.
Reap what you sow, Zhou Mian thought. The opponent dared to be so reckless; he was going to make him pay the price.
Zhou Mian formed a series of hand seals, causing his spiritual energy to surge wildly, demonic energy swirling like countless black tentacles.
"Quickly!"
With his harsh command, the pressure from the artifact intensified. However, Lin Xuan didn't flinch. He reached out as if trying to catch the moon in his hand and grabbed the artifact.
Spiritual light intertwined, green and yellow hues flashing continuously, enveloping Lin Xuan's figure. Zhou Mian exhaled with relief, a smug look on his face.
He released his divine sense downward to locate Cao Yue, but at that moment, something unexpected happened...
Despite its impressive power, the peculiar artifact couldn't harm Lin Xuan. He had at least seven methods to block it. Why would he risk his hand if there was no guarantee?
The yellow light and green flames barely held for a few seconds before losing their spirit. Lin Xuan easily grabbed the artifact, not only unharmed but also causing it to melt with a sizzling sound.
This emerald illusory fire, apart from its high heat, contained a heart-stopping poison that could corrupt even a magical artifact. The surface of the artifact began to bubble and melt.
Zhou Mian was shocked, almost disbelieving what he saw. However, his reaction was quick; he formed several hand seals in an attempt to recall the artifact.
Too late. Since he was trapped by Lin Xuan's emerald illusory fire, how could he let a cooked duck fly away?
Despite changing several sets of hand seals, Zhou Mian found no success. His connection with the artifact weakened rapidly.
Lin Xuan sneered at him and tightened his grip, causing the emerald illusory fire to engulf the entire artifact with a loud bang.
"Ah!"
Zhou Mian clutched his head in pain as he howled. This peculiar object was his carefully refined main talisman for a century; now severely damaged, his spirit naturally suffered too.
Seize the opportunity while he's down, Lin Xuan thought without any mercy. Just as he was about to finish off the opponent with divine techniques, he suddenly frowned and lowered his hand.
"Master," Xiang Feng Yiran arrived beside him.
"Well done."
"It's nothing, just a simple task; no great difficulty." Moon's words were not exaggerated. Even without the ambush, she could easily defeat Cao Yue.
"Hmm, is the captive still alive?"
"Don't worry, Master. I know how to handle it. I merely sealed her magical power and knocked her out."
Lin Xuan nodded, refocusing on his opponent. He had stopped attacking because he noticed something unusual about him.
After destroying the artifact, Zhou Mian began trembling all over.
Moreover, foam dripped from his mouth as his face contorted in apparent agony.
But Lin Xuan wasn't concerned; what truly surprised him was the chaotic demonic energy surging within the opponent's body.
"This situation seems to indicate a precursor to going mad," Lin Xuan mused, running his hand through his beard. He had always been curious about why an orthodox practitioner like Zhou Mian could use demonic techniques so proficiently. There wasn't any similar technique to Yin-Yang Art, suggesting he likely used some clever trick.
Though Lin Xuan couldn't guess the specifics, water and fire don't mix well; such a trick would inevitably leave significant hidden dangers.
Going mad?
Hmph, that sounded good. The opponent should pay for his actions.
Lin Xuan's lips curled in mockery, but soon his expression turned serious.
For a cultivator, going mad was one of the most terrifying dangers on the path to immortality. Failing this trial meant an irreversible fate, though the final outcome varied. Some might explode and die, others become insane, while the best result was partial paralysis, losing all their cultivated power.
But the current situation seemed different...