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第四卷 七星岛 第六百二十二章 灭门

Scholarly old man remained silent. His senior brother's words were harsh, but they made sense. In the cultivation world, survival of the fittest prevailed; if one adhered to benevolence and righteousness, he would be swallowed by other forces long ago.

"Then what should we do now?"

The young scholar released his divine awareness, scanning the surroundings. A cruel smile appeared on his lips: "There are no living beings nearby. We'll head to the canyon and eliminate that Elder of the Dark Abyss Sect."

"Agreed!"

The two transformed into a streak of light, flying southwest.

Meanwhile, Elder Ma was delighted after fulfilling his wish; he obtained the desired pills from Elder Li. His mood was excellent as he pondered retreating to meditate in seclusion. Suddenly, an inexplicable feeling of unease washed over him...

It felt strange—a sudden panic and breathlessness that defied explanation. However, Elder Ma Ming's expression had already changed.

Although his cultivation level wasn't high, he had entered the realm of immortals. While he couldn’t predict the future, there were often omens before significant events.

This feeling was new; could something be happening to his family?

Elder Ma stopped mid-flight, his face filled with contemplation. Should he seek help from the elders? Although it would be prudent, if his intuition was wrong...

He wouldn't be able to bear such an unwarranted intrusion.

Torn, he couldn’t decide. Just as he hesitated, a white streak of light appeared in the distance, moving swiftly towards them.

"Ah, there's still a small fish that escaped."

The cold voice entered his ears. The streak of light slowed and stopped, revealing an old man and a young scholar.

"A Scholarly sect cultivator, at least in the Condensation Core stage," Elder Ma’s face turned pale as he sucked in a breath. Despite the current era of peace on Spiro Island, both sides still fiercely competed privately.

Mount Huangqi belonged to the Dark Sect; why would they appear here?

Could this feeling be related to these two people?

Thoughts raced through his mind, but he had no time for contemplation. Seeing their disapproving expressions, Elder Ma hurriedly waved his hands and revealed a yellowish talisman, attempting to use some secret technique to escape.

Unfortunately, it was too late!

A mocking expression flashed across the scholarly old man's face as he flicked his left hand. A red light shot out from his sleeve, intercepting Elder Ma before he could move.

"Senior, save me!"

Elder Ma’s face turned pale with fear. Turning around, he saw a green streak of light flying towards them from the canyon. Although unclear at first, it was likely that one of the elders had noticed something amiss.

Overjoyed, he shouted for help and used his divine awareness to activate his spiritual artifact.

Unfortunately, the gap between their powers was too great. His inferior-grade sword shattered upon colliding with the red light.

"Is this a treasure?" Elder Ma’s eyes widened in disbelief as he felt the impact. Although he had heard of the terrifying power of Condensation Core cultivators before, nothing could match the shock of experiencing it firsthand.

In front of him, he was like a clay figure or paper doll.

The dazzling red light concealed its treasures; even as it struck him, he couldn’t see what it contained. Warmth enveloped him without pain, but his consciousness began to fade...

"Haha, Junior Brother's Purple Yang Divine Technique has made great progress!" The young scholar clapped and laughed, reaping lives with ease. His mind was just as cunning as the Dark Sect’s ancient monsters.

"Senior Brother flatters me," the scholarly old man smiled.

However, their expressions quickly turned serious as they watched the approaching streak of light. The Ma family members were merely collateral damage; their true goal was to eliminate this Dark Abyss Elder.

Lin Xuan's current cultivation level was formidable. In an instant, he arrived from several miles away.

A green glow spread out as two Scholarly sect cultivators looked at the ordinary-looking young scholar in surprise. Especially the young scholar, his technique included anti-aging abilities, but the wrinkles on his face were still evident.

However, this Dark Sect elder was different; his appearance and demeanor truly resembled someone in their early twenties.

What kind of cultivation did he practice?

Though surprised, they quickly calmed down upon scanning him with divine awareness. He was at the late Condensation Core stage, and two of them could handle it together.

The only concern was preventing his escape to avoid igniting a conflict between the Dark and Scholarly sects.

"Was that person killed by you two?"

Although Elder Ma had been reduced to ashes by Purple Yang Divine Fire, Lin Xuan witnessed everything clearly.

"Yes. Is he your son? Do you want revenge for him?" The scholarly old man smiled, but his body exuded a killing intent.

"Hmph, my friend's words are only half-true."

"Half?" The scholarly old man raised an eyebrow in surprise.

"He is not Lin Xuan’s son, but I will send both of you to the underworld to seek justice for the innocent Ma family members."

"You have big ambitions; don’t worry about your tongue getting caught in a strong wind," the young scholar sneered. Without any action, a golden treasure appeared above his head—what looked like a scroll.

The scholarly old man moved and appeared behind Lin Xuan, clearly intending to attack from both sides while preventing him from escaping.

Lin Xuan remained motionless, only chuckling inwardly.

Seeing this, the young scholar became uneasy. Most ordinary Condensation Core cultivators would be terrified in such a situation; what did he rely on?

Was it merely an act of calmness or had he mastered some formidable secret technique? Regardless, they couldn’t possibly defeat him alone.

Lin Xuan sighed. Truly, one must see a coffin before crying. With the matter settled, there was no need to hide his power. An astonishing spiritual pressure surged upward.

Boom!

Lin Xuan didn't attack; merely the pressure from his presence left both enemies pale and trembling... not just fear but feeling as if they were weighed down by a mountain.

This feeling—this demeanor—was an Incubus Realm cultivator!

The two were stunned, having intended to take advantage of the situation for credit. Instead, they had run into hard resistance.

"Two friends, do you still think my words are exaggerated?" Lin Xuan spoke slowly and calmly, without any hint of anger.

"Geh geh..." The two couldn’t speak; their teeth chattered uncontrollably. Lin Xuan sighed and slowly raised his right hand. Terror flashed in the young scholar's eyes as he suddenly knelt mid-air.

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