bǎi liàn chéng xiān
百炼成仙
**The Refinement to Immortality**
dì sān juǎn yōu zhōu luàn dì wǔ bǎi sān shí yī zhāng zǐ diàn wú yǐng zhēn
第三卷幽州乱第五百三十一章紫电无影针
**Chapter 531 - Purple Lightning Invisible Needle in the Chaos of Youzhou**
duì fāng gōng lái 。 lín xuān zì rán bú huì zuò yǐ dài bì 。 duì zhe shēn qián de jīn sè |。 pēn chū yī kǒu líng qì 。 sōu de yī shēng 。| jīn shǒu cóng yuán de xiāo shī 。 suí jí 。 chén mèn de bào liè shēng chuán rù ěr lǐ 。 yǔ nà huī bái sè de guǐ zhǎo zhuàng zài yì qǐ 。
对方攻来。林轩自然不会坐以待毙。对着身前的金色|。喷出一口灵气。嗖的一声。|金手从原的消失。随即。沉闷的爆裂声传入耳里。与那灰白色的鬼爪撞在一起。
Upon the opponent's attack, Lin Xuan naturally wouldn't sit idly by. He spat out a mouthful of qi essence towards the golden hand before him. With a whoosh, the golden hand vanished from its original position. Immediately after, a muffled explosion echoed into his ears as it collided with the grayish-white ghost claws.
jīn guāng huī máng xiāng hù jiāo zhī 。 yī jiān 。 jìng shì bù fēn shèng fù de yàng zi 。
金光灰芒相互交织。一间。竟是不分胜负的样子。
The golden light and grayish-white glow interwove, but neither side seemed to gain an advantage over the other.
hú zhǎng lǎo sǒng rán dòng róng 。| shàng mǎn shì wú fǎ xiàng xìn zhī sè 。 suī rán tā yě kàn chū zhè dào jīn fú fēi tóng xiǎo kě 。 dàn yě wàn wàn bù céng xiǎng néng yǔ zì jǐ de shī fú píng fēn qiū sè
胡长老耸然动容。|上满是无法相信之色。虽然他也看出这道金符非同小可。但也万万不曾想能与自己的尸符平分秋色
Elder Hu was visibly startled, his face filled with disbelief. Although he recognized that this golden talisman was no ordinary item, he never imagined it would be on par with his own Corpse Talisman.
dàn zhè jiā huo yě bú shì jiǎn dān rén wù 。 jiàn guǐ zhǎo bù néng qǔ shèng 。 hēng yī shēng 。 dà xiù yī shuǎi 。 yī dào huī máng cóng xiù kǒu zhōng fēi shè chū lái 。
但这家伙也不是简单人物。见鬼爪不能取胜。哼一声。大袖一甩。一道灰芒从袖口中飞射出来。
But this wasn't a simple individual. Seeing that the ghost claws couldn't win, he grunted and waved his large sleeve. A streak of gray light shot out from his sleeve.
guǐ zhǎo xī yī shēng 。 jìng rán bào liè le kāi lái 。 huà wèi wú shù duǒ huī bái sè de qì tuán 。 lín xuān yí zhèng 。 zhè shì | me gǔ guài shén tōng 。
鬼爪吸一声。竟然爆裂了开来。化为无数朵灰白色的气团。林轩一怔。这是|么古怪神通。
The ghost claws emitted a hiss as they exploded into countless grayish-white gas clouds. Lin Xuan was taken aback; what kind of strange technique was this?
suī rán duì shī fú jiě bù duō 。 dàn cǐ wù jì rán shì tiān xià wén míng de xié wù 。 lín xuān kě bù gǎn yǒu bàn diǎn diào yǐ qīng xīn de 。
虽然对尸符解不多。但此物既然是天下闻名的邪物。林轩可不敢有半点掉以轻心的。
Although he didn't know much about the Corpse Talisman, given its reputation as a fearsome object in the world, Lin Xuan couldn't afford to be careless.
zhǐ jiàn hú zhǎng shēn chū gān kū de yòu shǒu 。 chōng zhe shēn qián kuáng diǎn le liǎng xià 。 nà xiē huī bái sè de qì tuán yóu rú wàn liú rù hǎi 。 chóng jù jí le qǐ lái
只见胡长伸出干枯的右手。冲着身前狂点了两下。那些灰白色的气团犹如万流入海。重聚集了起来
Elder Hu extended his withered right hand and rapidly tapped it twice. The grayish-white gas clouds coalesced like a thousand rivers merging into one, turning even more pale. A series of eerie ghostly cries filled the air as a dozen-meter-long Corpse Serpent appeared.
yán sè gèng jiā cǎn bái 。 zhèn zhèn qī de guǐ xiào lái 。 yī tiáo shí yú zhàng zhǎng de shī jiāo chū xiàn 。
颜色更加惨白。阵阵凄的鬼啸来。一条十余丈长的尸蛟出现。
Lin Xuan's expression turned grim. This wasn't some mere illusion conjured by a treasure; although the corpse serpent was damaged, its overwhelming stench of death suggested it might be on par with true ghost creatures from the Netherworld Realm.
lín xuān biǎo qíng yī hán 。 zhè kě bú shì yòng fǎ bǎo huà chū lái de xíng sì zhī wù 。 jiāo shēn suī rán cán pò 。 dàn chōng tiān de shī qì què pèi rán ér chū 。 yǔ yīn sī jiè zhè zhǒng zhēn zhèng de guǐ wù kǒng pà yě shì xiāng chà fǎng fú 。
林轩表情一寒。这可不是用法宝化出来的形似之物。蛟身虽然残破。但冲天的尸气却沛然而出。与阴司界这种真正的鬼物恐怕也是相差仿佛。
The Corpse Serpent opened its blood-stained maw, and white corpse essence spewed forth. Although Lin Xuan was shocked, he didn't show any fear as he manipulated the golden giant hand to meet the attack.
shī jiāo zhāng kāi xuè pén dà kǒu 。 bái sè de shī pēn tǔ ér chū 。 lín xuān suī rán chī jīng 。 dàn yě méi yǒu sī háo wèi jù 。 cāo zòng nà jīn sè jù shǒu yíng le shàng qù 。
尸蛟张开血盆大口。白色的尸喷吐而出。林轩虽然吃惊。但也没有丝毫畏惧。操纵那金色巨手迎了上去。
His strategy of meeting all challenges with a steady approach only for the fiery ghostly flames to flare up fiercely.
yǐ bù biàn yīng wàn biàn zhǐ bù guò jīn shǒu de huàn yōu huǒ xióng xióng rán qǐ 。
以不变应万变只不过金手的幻幽火熊熊燃起。
Sizzle.
chī 。
嗤。
The two types of flames clashed; although the corpse essence came in strong waves, it clearly wasn't enough and retreated step by step.
liǎng zhǒng huǒ yàn yī jiē chù 。 shī huǒ suī rán lái shì xiōng xiōng 。 què míng xiǎn bù dí 。 jié jié xiàng hòu tuì qù 。
两种火焰一接触。尸火虽然来势汹汹。却明显不敌。节节向后退去。
Elder Hu's face truly showed his distress. He knew well the power of the corpse essence flame; even if it fell short of those ancient monsters' infant flames, it was more than sufficient for condensation core cultivators. Even if he could refine the opponent's treasure to ashes, it wouldn't be too difficult.
zhè yī huí hú zhǎng lǎo de liǎn sè shì zhēn de yǒu nán kàn le 。 zhè shī huǒ de wēi lì rú hé 。 tā yì qīng èr chǔ 。 jiù suàn bù jí nà xiē lǎo guài wù de yīng huǒ 。 dàn duì níng dān qī xiū shì 。 jué duì shì chuò chuò yǒu yú 。 jiù suàn jiāng duì fāng de fǎ bǎo liàn huà 。 yě bù suàn shén me nán shì 。
这一回胡长老的脸色是真的有难看了。这尸火的威力如何。他一清二楚。就算不及那些老怪物的婴火。但对凝丹期修士。绝对是绰绰有余。就算将对方的法宝炼化。也不算什么难事。
But when this greenish-bright eerie flame touched his, it seemed like an enemy from heaven. This made him involuntarily take a cold breath.
kě yǔ duì fāng zhè bì lǜ sè de guǐ yì huǒ yàn yī jiē chù què xiàng yù dào le tiān dí 。 zhè ràng tā bù yóu dào xī le yī kǒu liáng qì 。
可与对方这碧绿色的诡异火焰一接触却像遇到了天敌。这让他不由倒吸了一口凉气。
However, despite being frightened, the opponent’s gaze remained steady as though he had some hidden tricks up his sleeve. Although Lin Xuan was young, he had extensive experience in magical battles. He noticed these subtle changes and couldn't help but smirk, ignoring them as he reached out to tap on a storage bracelet between his fingers.
dàn duì fāng jīng jù zhī yú 。 mù guāng què yī jiù chén wěn 。 fǎng fú yǒu shén me hòu shǒu shì de 。 lín xuān suī rán nián qīng 。 dàn yǔ rén dòu fǎ de jīng yàn què fēng fù yǐ jí 。 zhè xiē wēi de biǎo qíng yǎn lǐ 。 xīn zhōng yī dòng 。 suí jí zuǐ jiǎo wēi wēi qiào qǐ shì ruò wú dǔ shēn chū shǒu lái 。 zài jiān de chǔ wù dài shàng yī pāi 。 yī gēn qīng cuì bì lǜ de yù dí bèi jì le qǐ lái 。
但对方惊惧之余。目光却依旧沉稳。仿佛有什么后手似的。林轩虽然年轻。但与人斗法的经验却丰富以极。这些微的表情眼里。心中一动。随即嘴角微微翘起视若无睹伸出手来。在间的储物袋上一拍。一根青翠碧绿的玉笛被祭了起来。
A greenish-bright jade flute appeared as Lin Xuan's green light shone, with Daoist techniques inscribed upon it.
lín xuān shēn shàng qīng guāng liú zhuǎn dào fǎ jué dǎ zài shàng miàn 。
林轩身上青光流转道法诀打在上面。
But just as he was fully casting his spell, the area ten meters in front of him suddenly shimmered. The corpulent cultivator’s concealment technique was indeed marvelously subtle; he had managed to sneak so close without making a sound.
rán ér jiù zài tā quán lì shī fǎ de shùn jiān 。 shēn qián yuē shí yú zhàng de de fāng tū rán líng guāng yī shǎn 。 nà ǎi pàng xiū shì de yǐn nì zhī fǎ shí shén miào 。 jū rán qiāo wú shēng xī de qián dào le zhè me jìn de de fāng 。
然而就在他全力施法的瞬间。身前约十余丈的的方突然灵光一闪。那矮胖修士的隐匿之法实神妙。居然悄无声息的潜到了这么近的的方。
This honest-looking man's face now showed anger. He opened his mouth and lightly exhaled, emitting a streak of purple light that vanished instantly.
cǐ rén yī fù hān hòu de biǎo 。 cǐ shí liǎn shàng què lì qì cóng shēng 。 zhāng kāi zuǐ 。 qīng qīng yī pēn yī dào zǐ sè de guāng máng shǎn xiàn suí jí yǐn nì bú jiàn 。
此人一副憨厚的表。此时脸上却戾气丛生。张开嘴。轻轻一喷一道紫色的光芒闪现随即隐匿不见。
A flying needle treasure?
fēi zhēn fǎ bǎo ？
飞针法宝？
Lin Xuan's expression changed dramatically. This attack caught him off guard as well. The shape of the flying needle, whether it was a treasure or just a spiritual artifact, was rare indeed.
lín xuān liǎn sè kuáng biàn 。 zhè yī jī lián tā yě xiē cuò shǒu bù jí 。 fēi zhēn xíng zhuàng de dōng xī 。 bié shuō fǎ bǎo 。 jiù suàn shì líng qì shù liàng yě shǎo zhī shǎo 。
林轩脸色狂变。这一击连他也些措手不及。飞针形状的东西。别说法宝。就算是灵器数量也少之少。
Though the power of treasures mainly depended on materials, crafting methods, and cultivation time, their small size often put them at a disadvantage in combat.
wú tā 。 suī shuō fǎ bǎo de lì zhǔ yào shì yǔ cái liào 。 liàn zhì shǒu fǎ 。 péi yǎng shí jiān yǒu guān 。 dàn tǐ jī tài xiǎo 。 pīn dòu de shí hòu tóng yàng huì chī kuī 。
无他。虽说法宝的力主要是与材料。炼制手法。培养时间有关。但体积太小。拼斗的时候同样会吃亏。
But misfortune can turn to fortune; using a flying needle for an ambush proved highly effective.
dàn fú huò xiāng yī 。 fēi zhēn yòng lái tōu xí 。 zé wú wǎng ér bù lì 。
但福祸相依。飞针用来偷袭。则无往而不利。
The corpulent cultivator lacked any extraordinary abilities when fighting alone but excelled in hiding and ambushing with his brother. Many renowned experts had fallen victim to him.
ǎi pàng xiū shì dān dǎ dú dòu méi yǒu shén me guò rén shén tōng 。 dàn yǔ qí xiōng pèi hé 。 yǐn zài yī páng tōu xí 。 zé yǒu bù shǎo chéng míng gāo shǒu yǔn luò zài tā shǒu lǐ 。
矮胖修士单打独斗没有什么过人神通。但与其兄配合。隐在一旁偷袭。则有不少成名高手陨落在他手里。
Lin Xuan's techniques were formidable, so the corpulent cultivator wasn't entirely confident about this attack. However, he managed to make Lin Xuan flustered, creating an opportunity for his elder brother.
lín xuān shén tōng shǒu duàn 。 dōu pǒ wèi bù fán 。 zhè yī jī 。 ǎi pàng xiū shì dào yě méi yǒu shí zú de bǎ wò 。 dàn ràng qí shǒu máng jiǎo luàn 。 wèi dà gē chuàng zào jī huì hái shì zuò dào de
林轩神通手段。都颇为不凡。这一击。矮胖修士倒也没有十足的把握。但让其手忙脚乱。为大哥创造机会还是做到的
Unfortunately, his joy was premature.
kě xī zhè yī huí shì tā gāo xìng tài zǎo 。
可惜这一回是他高兴太早。
As they say, "Chasing a cicada while another waits in ambush." The corpulent cultivator's concealment technique was indeed superb, but compared to Yue'er, it fell slightly short.
sú huà shuō 。 bǔ chán què zài hòu 。 ǎi pàng xiū shì de yǐn nì shù què shí chū shén rù huà 。 kě yǔ yuè ér xiāng bǐ 。 què yào shāo xùn yī 。
俗话说。捕蝉雀在后。矮胖修士的隐匿术确实出神入化。可与月儿相比。却要稍逊一。
After all, ghosts had a natural talent for such abilities. He waited for Lin Xuan to make a mistake, and so did Yue'er.
bì jìng yīn hún zài zhè fāng miàn lái jiù gèng yǒu tiān fù 。 tā zài děng lín xuān lù chū pò zhàn de shí kè 。 yuè ér yòu hé cháng bú shì ne ？
毕竟阴魂在这方面来就更有天赋。他在等林轩露出破绽的时刻。月儿又何尝不是呢？
As he exhaled "Purple Lightning Invisible Needle," several meters to his left, the air rippled like water waves.
jiù zài tā pēn chū “ zǐ diàn wú yǐng zhēn ” de yī jiān 。 zuǒ cè shù zhàng zhī yuǎn 。 kōng qì rú shuǐ bō yì bān de huàng dòng qǐ lái 。
就在他喷出“紫电无影针”的一间。左侧数丈之远。空气如水波一般的晃动起来。
Yue'er's delicate figure emerged as she flicked her fingers, sending two streaks of cold light that flashed like lightning. The corpulent cultivator barely had time to react before these streaks reached him, encircling his neck and causing blood to gush out. A large head-sized sphere of blood rolled down.
yuè ér de jiāo qū fú xiàn 。 qū zhǐ yī dàn 。 liǎng dào hán máng qù shì ruò diàn 。
月儿的娇躯浮现。屈指一弹。两道寒芒去势若电。
Poor fellow; he once used stealth to cause many cultivators' downfall but now met the same fate.
ǎi pàng xiū shì shèn zhì lái bù jí fǎn yìng 。 nà liǎng dào hán máng jiù yǐ jīng lái dào le tā de shēn qián 。 wéi zhe bó zi qīng qīng yī rào 。 xiān xuè yǒng chū 。 yī kē dòu dà de yǐ jīng rú xī guā bān gǔn luò dào de shàng le 。
矮胖修士甚至来不及反应。那两道寒芒就已经来到了他的身前。围着脖子轻轻一绕。鲜血涌出。一颗斗大的已经如西瓜般滚落到的上了。
Lin Xuan's face showed no surprise or joy. He had a mental connection with Yue'er, so this lightning-fast scene was already in his mind.
kě lián tā céng jīng yòng tōu xí de shǒu duàn ràng bù shǎo xiū shì yǔn luò 。 rú jīn zì jǐ què yě bù cǐ hòu chén le 。
可怜他曾经用偷袭的手段让不少修士陨落。如今自己却也步此后尘了。
Although the Purple Lightning Invisible Needle lost its master, it remained an intelligent treasure and flew straight towards Lin Xuan at full speed.
lín xuān liǎn shàng wú jīng wú xǐ 。 tā yǔ yuè ér jiān běn lái jiù yǒu xīn shén de lián xì 。 zhè diàn guāng huǒ shí shēng de yí mù 。 qí shí zǎo yǐ jǐn zài nǎo hǎi zhī zhōng 。
林轩脸上无惊无喜。他与月儿间本来就有心神的联系。这电光火石生的一幕。其实早已尽在脑海之中。
Its speed was astonishing; Lin Xuan didn't have time to intercept. But he showed no signs of panic as needle-type treasures were precise and deadly. However, he had complete faith in his ancient talisman's defensive capabilities.
ér zǐ diàn wú yǐng zhēn suī rán shī qù le zhǔ rén 。 dàn yě shì yī jiàn tōng líng de bǎo wù 。 qù shì sī háo bù huǎn 。 yī jiù xiàng lín xuān fēi shè ér lái 。
而紫电无影针虽然失去了主人。但也是一件通灵的宝物。去势丝毫不缓。依旧像林轩飞射而来。
Ignoring the threat, he spat out a mouthful of qi essence towards the jade flute.
sù dù qí kuài 。 lín xuān yǐ méi yǒu shī jié shǒu duàn de shí jiān 。 dàn tā liǎn háo bù huāng 。 suī rán zhēn lèi fǎ bǎo gōng jī yì diǎn 。 xī lì fēi cháng 。 dàn duì yú fú wén gǔ dùn de fáng yù lì 。 lín xuān kě shì xìn xīn shí zú de 。
速度奇快。林轩已没有施截手段的时间。但他脸毫不慌。虽然针类法宝攻击一点。犀利非常。但对于符文古盾的防御力。林轩可是信心十足的。
The treasure immediately elongated into a giant snake about the thickness of a water bucket. The snake head raised, spewing dark green mist at the Corpse Serpent.
shì ér bù jiàn 。 yī kǒu líng qì pēn shàng qián miàn de yù dí 。
视而不见。一口灵气喷上前面的玉笛。
Lin Xuan wasn't worried about the golden hand; it was just too powerful for him to waste his spirit energy here.
cǐ bǎo lì kè shēn cháng 。 biàn wèi le yī tóu shuǐ tǒng cū xì de jù mǎng 。 shé tóu yī yǎng 。 dà kǒu mò lǜ sè de wù qì xiàng nà shī jiāo pēn tǔ ér qù 。
此宝立刻伸长。变为了一头水桶粗细的巨蟒。蛇头一仰。大口墨绿色的雾气像那尸蛟喷吐而去。
"Seventh Brother."
lín xuān dào bú shì dān xīn jīn fú suǒ huà de jù shǒu dí 。 zhǐ shì cǐ fú shén miào wú fáng 。 lín xuān kě bù xī wàng de líng lì zài zhè lǐ quán bù làng fèi guāng
林轩倒不是担心金符所化的巨手敌。只是此符神妙无妨。林轩可不希望的灵力在这里全部浪费光
Seeing the corpulent cultivator's separation, Elder Hu's face showed extreme distress. Although he didn't have bulging eyes, his gaze flashed with hatred.
“ qī dì 。”
“七弟。”
But this old man had a deep reserve and wouldn't be an undercover agent on Spirit Medicine Mountain for centuries without it. Despite his sorrow, he greatly feared Lin Xuan, especially the sudden appearance of that white-robed maiden. He was taken aback by her level of ghostly power; he hadn't seen such abilities from this Lin youngster.
hú zhǎng lǎo jiàn ǎi pàng xiū shì shēn fèn lí 。 liǎn sè zì rán shì nán kàn dào le jí zhì 。 suī bù néng shuō mù yù liè 。 dàn shuāng mù yě shǎn qǐ le chóu hèn de xiōng guāng 。
胡长老见矮胖修士身分离。脸色自然是难看到了极致。虽不能说目欲裂。但双目也闪起了仇恨的凶光。
The more they fought, the more he felt fear. So far, this terrifying youth had yet to summon his main treasure. In other words, he hadn't fully exerted his strength.
dàn zhè lǎo jiā huǒ de chéng fǔ yě fēi tóng xiǎo kě 。 zé yě bù néng zài líng yào shān zuò jiān xì shù bǎi nián zhī jiǔ le 。 suī rán nán guò 。 dàn duì yú lín xuān 。 yě dà wèi jì dàn 。 yóu qí shì nà tū rán chū xiàn de bái yī shào nǚ 。 gèng ràng tā dào chōu le yī liáng qì 。 děng jí de yīn hún 。 tā bú shì méi yǒu jiàn guò 。 dàn zhè xìng lín de xiǎo zi jū rán néng gòu qū cè 。 zì jǐ hái shì tài xiǎo kàn tā le 。
但这老家伙的城府也非同小可。则也不能在灵药山做奸细数百年之久了。虽然难过。但对于林轩。也大为忌惮。尤其是那突然出现的白衣少女。更让他倒抽了一凉气。等级的阴魂。他不是没有见过。但这姓林的小子居然能够驱策。自己还是太小看他了。
His initial contempt had long vanished. Seeing is believing; after this round of combat with Lin Xuan, he truly understood the formidable nature of this young master.
yuè dǎ yuè shì xīn hán 。 dào mù qián wéi zhǐ 。 zhè kě pà de xiǎo zi hái méi yǒu jiāng běn mìng fǎ bǎo jì qǐ 。 huàn yán zhī 。 tā shàng wèi jǐn zhǎn quán lì 。
越打越是心寒。到目前为止。这可怕的小子还没有将本命法宝祭起。换言之。他尚未尽展全力。
As a favored disciple of the Demon Sovereign, Tian Xiaojian was renowned among the younger generation. But if his guess was correct, he might be slightly inferior to Lin Xuan.
yuán běn de qīng shì zhī xīn 。 kè zǎo yǐ jìn shù | qǐ 。 wén míng bù rú jiàn miàn 。 yǔ lín xuān de zhè yī lún jiāo shǒu 。 cái ràng tā zhēn zhèng tǐ huì dào le zhè wèi shǎo mén zhǔ de kě pà zhī chù 。
原本的轻视之心。刻早已尽数|起。闻名不如见面。与林轩的这一轮交手。才让他真正体会到了这位少门主的可怕之处。
Elder Hu took a deep breath. The loss of Seventh Brother deeply pained him, and if he wasn't careful, he might also die here.
tián xiǎo jiàn zuò wèi mó zūn de ài tú 。 zài nián qīng yī bèi zhī zhōng 。 míng shēng rú rì zhōng tiān 。 dàn zì jǐ rú guǒ suǒ liào méi cuò 。 tā yǔ lín xuān xiāng bǐ kǒng pà yě lüè yǒu bù jí 。
田小剑做为魔尊的爱徒。在年轻一辈之中。名声如日中天。但自己如果所料没错。他与林轩相比恐怕也略有不及。
Such an outcome was not what he desired. After some hesitation, he retrieved another treasure from his chest. Lin Xuan's expression turned extremely strange as he closely examined it.
**The Refinement to Immortality**
**Chapter 531 - Purple Lightning Invisible Needle in the Chaos of Youzhou**
Upon the opponent's attack, Lin Xuan naturally wouldn't sit idly by. He spat out a mouthful of qi essence towards the golden hand before him. With a whoosh, the golden hand vanished from its original position. Immediately after, a muffled explosion echoed into his ears as it collided with the grayish-white ghost claws.
The golden light and grayish-white glow interwove, but neither side seemed to gain an advantage over the other.
"Hey?"
Elder Hu was visibly startled, his face filled with disbelief. Although he recognized that this golden talisman was no ordinary item, he never imagined it would be on par with his own Corpse Talisman.
But this wasn't a simple individual. Seeing that the ghost claws couldn't win, he grunted and waved his large sleeve. A streak of gray light shot out from his sleeve.
The ghost claws emitted a hiss as they exploded into countless grayish-white gas clouds. Lin Xuan was taken aback; what kind of strange technique was this?
Although he didn't know much about the Corpse Talisman, given its reputation as a fearsome object in the world, Lin Xuan couldn't afford to be careless.
"Combine."
Elder Hu extended his withered right hand and rapidly tapped it twice. The grayish-white gas clouds coalesced like a thousand rivers merging into one, turning even more pale. A series of eerie ghostly cries filled the air as a dozen-meter-long Corpse Serpent appeared.
Lin Xuan's expression turned grim. This wasn't some mere illusion conjured by a treasure; although the corpse serpent was damaged, its overwhelming stench of death suggested it might be on par with true ghost creatures from the Netherworld Realm.
The Corpse Serpent opened its blood-stained maw, and white corpse essence spewed forth. Although Lin Xuan was shocked, he didn't show any fear as he manipulated the golden giant hand to meet the attack.
His strategy of meeting all challenges with a steady approach only for the fiery ghostly flames to flare up fiercely.
Sizzle.
The two types of flames clashed; although the corpse essence came in strong waves, it clearly wasn't enough and retreated step by step.
Elder Hu's face truly showed his distress. He knew well the power of the corpse essence flame; even if it fell short of those ancient monsters' infant flames, it was more than sufficient for condensation core cultivators. Even if he could refine the opponent's treasure to ashes, it wouldn't be too difficult.
But when this greenish-bright eerie flame touched his, it seemed like an enemy from heaven. This made him involuntarily take a cold breath.
However, despite being frightened, the opponent’s gaze remained steady as though he had some hidden tricks up his sleeve. Although Lin Xuan was young, he had extensive experience in magical battles. He noticed these subtle changes and couldn't help but smirk, ignoring them as he reached out to tap on a storage bracelet between his fingers.
A greenish-bright jade flute appeared as Lin Xuan's green light shone, with Daoist techniques inscribed upon it.
But just as he was fully casting his spell, the area ten meters in front of him suddenly shimmered. The corpulent cultivator’s concealment technique was indeed marvelously subtle; he had managed to sneak so close without making a sound.
This honest-looking man's face now showed anger. He opened his mouth and lightly exhaled, emitting a streak of purple light that vanished instantly.
A flying needle treasure?
Lin Xuan's expression changed dramatically. This attack caught him off guard as well. The shape of the flying needle, whether it was a treasure or just a spiritual artifact, was rare indeed.
Though the power of treasures mainly depended on materials, crafting methods, and cultivation time, their small size often put them at a disadvantage in combat.
But misfortune can turn to fortune; using a flying needle for an ambush proved highly effective.
The corpulent cultivator lacked any extraordinary abilities when fighting alone but excelled in hiding and ambushing with his brother. Many renowned experts had fallen victim to him.
Lin Xuan's techniques were formidable, so the corpulent cultivator wasn't entirely confident about this attack. However, he managed to make Lin Xuan flustered, creating an opportunity for his elder brother.
Unfortunately, his joy was premature.
As they say, "Chasing a cicada while another waits in ambush." The corpulent cultivator's concealment technique was indeed superb, but compared to Yue'er, it fell slightly short.
After all, ghosts had a natural talent for such abilities. He waited for Lin Xuan to make a mistake, and so did Yue'er.
As he exhaled "Purple Lightning Invisible Needle," several meters to his left, the air rippled like water waves.
Yue'er's delicate figure emerged as she flicked her fingers, sending two streaks of cold light that flashed like lightning. The corpulent cultivator barely had time to react before these streaks reached him, encircling his neck and causing blood to gush out. A large head-sized sphere of blood rolled down.
Poor fellow; he once used stealth to cause many cultivators' downfall but now met the same fate.
Lin Xuan's face showed no surprise or joy. He had a mental connection with Yue'er, so this lightning-fast scene was already in his mind.
Although the Purple Lightning Invisible Needle lost its master, it remained an intelligent treasure and flew straight towards Lin Xuan at full speed.
Its speed was astonishing; Lin Xuan didn't have time to intercept. But he showed no signs of panic as needle-type treasures were precise and deadly. However, he had complete faith in his ancient talisman's defensive capabilities.
Ignoring the threat, he spat out a mouthful of qi essence towards the jade flute.
The treasure immediately elongated into a giant snake about the thickness of a water bucket. The snake head raised, spewing dark green mist at the Corpse Serpent.
Lin Xuan wasn't worried about the golden hand; it was just too powerful for him to waste his spirit energy here.
"Seventh Brother."
Seeing the corpulent cultivator's separation, Elder Hu's face showed extreme distress. Although he didn't have bulging eyes, his gaze flashed with hatred.
But this old man had a deep reserve and wouldn't be an undercover agent on Spirit Medicine Mountain for centuries without it. Despite his sorrow, he greatly feared Lin Xuan, especially the sudden appearance of that white-robed maiden. He was taken aback by her level of ghostly power; he hadn't seen such abilities from this Lin youngster.
The more they fought, the more he felt fear. So far, this terrifying youth had yet to summon his main treasure. In other words, he hadn't fully exerted his strength.
His initial contempt had long vanished. Seeing is believing; after this round of combat with Lin Xuan, he truly understood the formidable nature of this young master.
As a favored disciple of the Demon Sovereign, Tian Xiaojian was renowned among the younger generation. But if his guess was correct, he might be slightly inferior to Lin Xuan.
Elder Hu took a deep breath. The loss of Seventh Brother deeply pained him, and if he wasn't careful, he might also die here.
Such an outcome was not what he desired. After some hesitation, he retrieved another treasure from his chest. Lin Xuan's expression turned extremely strange as he closely examined it.