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第三卷 幽州乱 第四百七十章 魔婴

Chapter 470 - Demon Infant

Xuan squinted his eyes, watching Zhou's breathing turn labored. The chaotic fluctuation of his spiritual energy was indeed something Lin Xuan found intimidating. What was even more alarming was that the dark aura around Zhou was growing rapidly.

Sizzle...

With the surging dark aura, Zhou's body expanded, stretching his clothes until they tore, revealing a bronze-colored skin. However, what chilled everyone to their core were several strands of black energy slithering across his surface like venomous snakes.

His veins and meridians stood out prominently, looking extremely strange.

But this was just the beginning...

Zhou's face had completely contorted, sweat dripping from his forehead like raindrops. He opened his mouth and spat out a stream of blood. The blood immediately absorbed into the surging dark aura around him before entering his body through his nose, turning blackish-red.

The joints in his body began to crackle as if popping beans. His body grew even more robust, and strange blackish-red armor inexplicably sprouted on his chest, abdomen, and bones.

"Ahh!"

Zhou's hands spread wide, and he let out a roar, his forehead muscles jumping wildly. A bone spike several inches long rapidly grew from his flesh.

Lin Xuan was dumbfounded. He had read extensively and considered himself well-versed, but he had never heard of someone going mad and transforming in such a manner.

What is this?

It was hard to say if the monster before him was Zhou or not, but it was undoubtedly an opponent Lin Xuan couldn't afford to underestimate.

He could no longer wait for Zhou to complete his transformation.

A shadow appeared on Lin Xuan's forehead as he reached out and pointed at a treasure above. The drifting snow sword immediately transformed into a streak of lightning, plunging towards Zhou with great force.

The hundred meters between them seemed to vanish in an instant.

Zhou's expression remained agonized; he made no move to react. Lin Xuan was pleased until the flying sword nearly sliced his head off. Suddenly, Zhou raised his fist and slammed it down viciously on the sword.

Bang! A flash of blue light followed by a shower of blood.

The drifting snow sword was sent flying back. However, the damage was even worse; his right hand from the wrist to the elbow was split in two.

Lin Xuan sighed in relief. Although this monster was formidable, it had lost its spiritual awareness and posed no real threat.

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He actually managed to withstand the attack with his bare flesh.

Lin Xuan reached out and retrieved the drifting snow sword. He expelled a breath of essence energy onto it, causing the sword to glow brightly and expand as if by wind. Soon, it transformed into an eight-to-ten-meter-long blue giant sword.

A quick end was needed; he sliced it in half.

"Go!"

With a light command from Lin Xuan, the drifting snow sword whizzed forward with incredible force.

Zhou's trembling ceased as he raised his head to meet Lin Xuan's gaze. Lin Xuan felt a chill run down his spine, realizing something wasn't right.

His eyes had turned an ominous black, like the depths of a demon realm, filled with madness and wisdom. Had he misjudged? The guy hadn't lost his spiritual awareness?

Facing the approaching giant sword, Zhou didn't choose to intercept it but instead spat out a stream of dark energy from his mouth.

The energy spread outward, expanding to a diameter of several meters before twisting into a massive form.

What kind of technique was this?

Lin Xuan frowned as he moved his hand, injecting spiritual energy into the beast soul treasure. The jade flute, originally only an inch long, rapidly grew and transformed into a terrifying green serpent with a blood-red mouth, lunging at Zhou.

Zhou's expression remained fearless despite his severely injured right hand, now wrapped in dark aura. Countless disgusting flesh buds wriggled like worms, reattaching the severed flesh.

Lin Xuan sucked in a cold breath; he sensed an ominous presence emanating from this guy. He couldn't afford to dally any longer.

Clearly, Zhou was no longer human but had transformed into some unknown creature due to going mad.

With that in mind, there was no point in being polite.

"Mei'er, let's attack together and finish him off."

"Yes, Master!"

Mei'er nodded obediently. She raised her hand, the beast soul banner floating in her palm as spiritual energy poured out, obscuring her form.

Next, a series of fierce beast roars echoed from within.

Lin Xuan took out a small gourd from his sleeve.

"Go!"

Lin Xuan threw the gourd towards the sky and waved his hands, injecting hand seals. The gourd glowed brightly before turning bright red and expanding in size.

This ancient treasure was something Lin Xuan had acquired from an unlucky long-haired cultivator, making it a rare find indeed.

However, Zhou could only utilize part of its power while Lin Xuan could fully control it.

His hands moved like shadows as he cast over ten hand seals. A few green beams shot out from his fingertips and entered the gourd. Although these beams were thin, they contained pure spiritual energy. The gourd glowed intensely before splitting into three parts.

But this was far from over; each of the three gourds emitted a bright light as they transformed. Nine identical ancient treasures appeared around Lin Xuan.

This wasn't an illusion but reality. The treasure's magic was breathtaking.

"Go!"

Lin Xuan pointed his finger, and nine beams as thick as his arm shot out from the gourds with astonishing force.

The beams were bright red, wrapped in flames and electric arcs.

Seeing Master act, Mei'er naturally cooperated. Dark clouds swirled as countless beams, fireballs, wind blades, and various attacks poured forth. Although their power couldn't match Lin Xuan's ancient treasures, the sheer momentum was awe-inspiring.

Facing the combined attack of Lin Xuan and his servant, Zhou's face finally showed a trace of fear. However, he didn't immediately dodge; instead, he performed an unexpected action.

He raised both hands and pounded his chest with force, emitting unbelievable dark energy. A black infant appeared above him.

The baby was only half a foot tall, resembling Zhou down to the last detail, with a short, sharp horn on its forehead.

Its eyes were filled with malice as it sneered at Lin Xuan.

A chill ran through Lin Xuan's body, as if cold water had poured from his head. His face turned pale in an instant.

What is this? An infant spirit?

"Master, the situation is dire. Should we retreat?" Mei'er's voice entered his ears. Although unwilling, he never expected Zhou to undergo such a terrifying transformation.

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