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第四卷 七星岛 第六百五十九章 魔威滔天

Standing at two meters tall, the figure was covered in a ghastly aura. If the Mang Clan twins were just plain ugly, this guy was a true monster.

A Corpse Devil, and an Advanced Soul Stage one at that!

The Mang Clan twins had seen much hardship, so they easily recognized their opponent’s identity. Their expressions were utterly grim. After all, compared to peers of the same rank, such monsters had slightly greater abilities. The brothers had already decided to retreat; a fool would fight this terrifying creature.

They respectfully greeted the elder: "Elder, please have a seat and let us speak."

The Mang Clan twins were terrified. They quickly took out their wailing staffs as they pleaded for mercy.

Lin Xuan raised an eyebrow, his spiritual sense activated, causing dark energy to surge around him, transforming into two fierce dragons that intercepted the wailing staff while the sword light continued its relentless assault.

Screams of despair filled their eyes as they joined hands to form a defensive barrier.

The first wave of sword light struck with a tearing sound, but was deflected by the protective shield.

The Mang Clan twins were not pleased; instead, they begged even more loudly for mercy.

But Lin Xuan remained unmoved. What use would these cruel and bloodthirsty individuals be? Moreover, wasn't it better to eliminate their strongest opponent in one fell swoop?

He continued his assault, sending out more sword lights that sliced through the barrier with a rain of impacts, as if a thousand horses were galloping.

In just a few seconds, what felt like an eternity for the Mang Clan twins, the protective shield finally cracked and shattered into pieces.

"No!"

The Mang Clan twins were already decapitated, their heads separated from their bodies.

The others were stunned. The appearance of one Corpse Devil was shocking enough, but now there was another Advanced Soul Stage old monster?

However, their reactions were different. Ning Clan disciples were overjoyed as the other side was clearly their allies. The remaining intruders' morale had completely collapsed; they no longer had any intention to resist. After all, even the notorious Mang Clan twins had been killed in one strike without using any法宝 (magic artifacts), so what chance did these Foundation Establishment cultivators have? They were like an old man hanging himself—thinking their lives would be long.

They could not say it was a futile effort, as they now faced a situation worse than trying to stop a horse with one's arm. So the remaining cultivators from the Zhang Clan, Ning Sect disciples, or any scattered forces all lost any will to fight and fled in all directions.

But escaping wasn't that easy; in fact, there was no chance at all. In this world, one could not avoid being hurt. Lin Xuan had appeared, so he wouldn't let them run away. With a slight thought, the Corpse Devil raised its head and bellowed: "Ning Clan disciples, behead these brats and leave none alive."

"Yes!"

With two Advanced Soul Stage old monsters as their support, Ning Clan cultivators' morale surged. They were now not only willing to beat up the fallen but would even jump into a fiery hell without hesitation.

They respectfully saluted in unison: "Yes, we will follow the Elder's command."

Seeing his disciples' fervent response, the black-faced cultivator sighed. This incident would surely make these four houses' disciples loyal followers of the Elder.

But as he thought about it, he felt relieved. The four houses were already on the decline; there was no need to compete for power. Loyalty was loyalty. Moreover, rumors had it that Ning Second Master and Ning Third Lady, who had long opposed the First House, not only escaped punishment but even rose to become a Disciplinary Elder.

Although the Elder had transformed into a Corpse Devil, his heart seemed broader. Perhaps he wouldn't suppress them, the side branches.

With this thought, the black-faced elder joined in the battle. Although his magic artifacts and talismans were destroyed by the Mang Clan twins, as an Advanced Core Formation cultivator, he could still deal with Foundation Establishment cultivators using elemental techniques alone, cutting through them like a knife through soft vegetables.

The one-sided battle was difficult to end completely. With over sixty enemies, many skilled in evasive techniques or carrying related talismans, most were fleeing and some might escape due to good luck.

But there were still two Advanced Soul Stage old monsters here.

Lin Xuan had no intention of intervening; his earlier performance was already impressive enough. Now he should let the Corpse Devil take over.

The orders issued, one of the Advanced Soul Stage corpses began to act. His arm suddenly swelled without warning, emitting thick dark energy that looked extremely strange.

Peng!

The arm exploded, sending fragments flying everywhere. Ning Clan disciples were left gaping in shock, wondering what had gone wrong with the Elder.

But even more bizarre was yet to come.

Red light flashed in the Corpse Devil's eyes as it spoke some incomprehensible words. The fragments in mid-air suddenly transformed into ghost heads the size of fists.

"Go!"

The Corpse Devil pointed its finger and the ghost heads chased after the escapees with dark energy.

Screams filled the air, but Lin Xuan smiled smugly. This technique was recorded in the Heavenly Corpse Transformation Art he had used to fight the real Ning Clan Elder when trying to seize the Corpse Qi Swamp.

Its mysterious nature had left him amazed.

Of course, this corpse had only mastered the basic part of the art; its power far exceeded that of the Ning Clan Elder. But it was more than enough to deal with fleeing Foundation Establishment cultivators.

It was said that if one reached the deepest level of cultivation, the entire body could transform into ghost heads, with many other mysterious powers.

Soon all enemies were eliminated, their souls returning to the underworld. The ghost heads returned and reformed a complete arm in dark energy.

"Elder's magic is unparalleled under heaven!"

The disciples cheered, their admiration genuine.

Of course, this was far from accurate. But in the minds of ordinary cultivators, Advanced Soul Stage old monsters were almost as powerful as land immortals.

Lin Xuan looked around with satisfaction. This operation had fully achieved his expected results.

With both hands raised, the Mang Clan twins' cheers stopped and they respectfully stood in a line to listen to the Elder's instructions: "What is your name?"

"Disciple Ning Wuxin pays homage to the Elder." The black-faced cultivator quickly bowed upon noticing the Corpse Devil looking at him.

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