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第四卷 七星岛 第六百三十三章 宁家老祖(求月票)

"What?"

The three people were stunned, looking at each other with strange expressions. This Li was only a mid-stage Condensation Core cultivator, yet he had such an audacious attitude.

Could it be that he was too scared and thus somewhat confused?

Their faces turned even more grim. If this was the case, they would have lost one of their powerful allies.

As the Corpse Cloud approached again, Lin Xuan did not feel like explaining to them in detail. Drawing a breath, his mana no longer contained; an astonishing aura spread out like a surging flood. Dark energy surged around him, and spiritual light flickered.

Since these were just minions sent by the Corpse Devil, Lin Xuan did not use the Nine Heavens Profound Technique. Instead, he appeared as a ghost cultivator, leaving some room for surprise.

"Advanced Core Formation expert!"

The three elders were shocked, their expressions frozen in shock, looking at this cultivator who had just been chatting with them. He was actually an advanced Core Formation powerhouse.

Each of them seemed to be in a dream, and more questions arose in their minds.

With such great power, why go through the trouble to travel together? What could this old monster possibly want?

The fear in their hearts was not mentioned; they secretly rejoiced that they had not offended this terrifying old monster with their words. Otherwise, he would have just pointed a finger and sent them to hell.

The three of them harbored suspicion towards Lin Xuan's intentions. The appearance of such a powerful helper was clearly beneficial.

With him around, their lives were guaranteed.

Their minds raced as they understood the situation. Lin Xuan ignored the three monsters in front of him, instead sneering and saying, "Just relying on these few avatar bodies to stop me? Friend, are you being too overconfident?"

His eyes darted about without focusing on any particular target, his gaze landing on a seemingly empty space. They were not far from the center of the swamp.

But no one answered him. The three Corpse Devils' eyes all revealed venomous looks as if they had been caught out by some trick.

Roar!

The single-horned mamba in front raised its head, emitting a white frosty breath that seemed to freeze even spiritual energy.

Next, the fire fox also let out a shrill cry. Its body spun around, and pale Corpse Fire contained toxins.

The two-headed giant ape did not back down either. It lifted its fist as large as a vinegar jar and slammed it at Lin Xuan with great force, clearly skilled in close combat.

Such an attack was formidable, but now that his Dark Devouring Flame had matured, Lin Xuan's cultivation and power far surpassed what they remembered.

He sighed softly, extending his hand. A small green flame appeared in his palm.

Though only the size of a chicken egg, it exuded a grand aura.

Lin Xuan pointed with his left hand, and the Green Illusory Devouring Flame split into three strands, each as thick as a thumb, forming thin flames that approached the monsters before him.

Compared to their fierce attacks, Lin Xuan's counterattack was insignificant. However, for some reason, the three Corpse Devils felt uneasy.

But they had no time to change tactics; their abilities collided with the Green Illusory Devouring Flame.

Sizzling sounds echoed as the white frosty breath seemed to meet its match and retreated at an alarming speed. The Green Illusory Devouring Flame followed closely, colliding with the monster's body.

The single-horned mamba's eyes revealed a human-like expression of pain as black gas filled its translucent body—poison.

Whizz!

A thin mist emerged from its crown, heading towards the southeast direction.

But escaping was not easy. Lin Xuan stretched his hand and flicked it with his fingers, causing the black mist to surge and transform into a dark ghost claw that grabbed at the opponent.

The first strand of mist was captured before it could escape.

As for the fire fox and two-headed giant ape, their situation was no better. Lin Xuan's strength now far surpassed theirs; after devouring the Fire Phantom, the Green Illusory Devouring Flame had gained even more power.

The two monsters were forced to retreat, but neither Corpse Fire nor any other abilities could harm Lin Xuan's poison flames.

"Truly a treasure passed down from the Moonshade Clan!"

Lin Xuan muttered in approval. Clearly satisfied with his Dark Devouring Flames, he extended his hand again and pointed at them.

Two thin strands of Green Illusory Devouring Flame exploded, forming countless threads that wrapped around the Corpse Devils.

The monsters naturally did not sit idly by but could not avoid being tied up tightly.

Once they were touched by the Green Illusory Devouring Flame, their vitality was gone. Thin mists emerged from their heads and were also captured by Lin Xuan.

Meanwhile, in a large stone room several dozen miles deep into the swamp, this wasn't the center of danger anymore. A tall and slender figure sat cross-legged inside.

At first glance, he seemed no different from an ordinary cultivator, wearing a torn gray robe. However, upon closer inspection, his exposed skin had inch-long fur, and his eyes were blood-red.

His fingers were hooked, clearly indicating that this was the Corpse Devil!

In the corner of the stone room, countless bones lay stacked—these were the victims lured here by the Ning Clan to be devoured. By feeding on human flesh and souls, its cultivation continued to grow.

The Corpse Devil sat cross-legged, practicing some unknown demonic technique.

Suddenly, he roared with anger and pain, swinging his claws.

"Grandfather, what's wrong?" spoke a young man in his twenties, dressed in fine robes and jade belt, looking like the son of a noble family.

If the three cultivators traveling with Lin Xuan were here, they would be shocked. This young man was Ning Clan's heir who had accepted their mission to seek out this place.

His words were clear, indicating that he was not controlled by any evil spirit.

But why did he show such respect? What was going on?

"The three strands of my divine consciousness have been destroyed."

"How is that possible?" the Ning Clan's heir showed a surprised expression. "Grandfather gave his divine consciousness to the Corpse Devils; it's beyond what ordinary cultivators can handle. This prey were only three Core Formation stage cultivators."

"Hmph, there was also an unexpected guest besides them," said the Corpse Devil with some uncertainty. The person who destroyed his divine consciousness had extremely high cultivation, but he felt a slight difference from an advanced Core Formation powerhouse. Regardless, it would be difficult to deal with.

"How could there be an advanced Core Formation powerhouse? Uncle's mission was three Core Formation cultivators; did Grandfather release the couple who accidentally entered last time?" The Ning Clan's heir quickly deduced the situation.

"Indeed," the Corpse Devil nodded.

"Grandfather, I don't understand. Why go through all this trouble to let that couple escape and plant restrictions in their bodies, forcing them to lure other cultivators here?"

"Hmph, what do you know? If it were just us luring cultivators here, many would disappear, drawing suspicion from the other old monsters. While I'm not afraid, I don't want to bring disaster upon the Ning Clan by attracting too much attention," said the Corpse Devil with a sinister smile.

"Grandfather's wisdom," the Ning Clan's heir realized. "This is indeed safer. Hmph, no one would think that this advanced Core Formation Corpse Devil was our former old grandmaster."

"But there's nothing I could do back then; if I had lived another dozen years, I would have succeeded in advancing to Dao Core Formation. I wouldn't be enduring such hardships now," the monster sighed.

"But it's good too. At least I retained my consciousness from before and extended my lifespan by several hundred years."

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