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第四卷 七星岛 第六百六十八章 虎落平阳

"Then what can we do?" Moon's delicate brows furrowed slightly, but she had no idea how to handle the situation.

Lin Xuan opened his mouth as if to say something, but suddenly a deafening explosion echoed in his ears. Qi surged and a dark cloud appeared before his eyes.

Behind the cloud, there were several streaks of light chasing relentlessly.

"Hey?"

Lin Xuan's eyes narrowed with surprise. The cloud looked somewhat familiar.

But he hadn't met many people since coming to Cloud Sea Island, so who could it be?

Lin Xuan released his divine sense and began searching.

After a brief scan, a strange expression appeared on his face.

As the saying goes, enemies don’t gather unless they are destined to meet. Lin Xuan never expected that he would run into Master Bitter just as he arrived at Seven Stars Island—his old nemesis.

Back when he was in Jade Profound Sect, he had suffered greatly from this man.

Chased like a chicken and dog.

Of course, one should not judge a book by its cover. With his current cultivation, Lin Xuan didn't need to fear the old monster.

But he didn’t want to meet him head-on; meaningless combat was not something that interested Lin Xuan.

However, the scene before him was somewhat unexpected.

Master Bitter was hidden in the cloud but showed signs of distress, as if severely injured.

This wasn't unusual—Seven Stars Island had many hidden talents. Even old monsters at the元婴 stage could sometimes be outmatched.

What was surprising was that the seven or eight streaks of light chasing him were clearly condensation core cultivators.

Was this a mistake? No matter how many opponents there were, they should not have been able to match an old monster at the元婴 stage.

Lin Xuan's expression turned serious as he released his divine sense again, expanding its range. He still found nothing—no experts hiding nearby.

This delay had brought the pursuers closer.

A smile played on Lin Xuan’s lips. Since the prey had come to him, there was no reason for him to let it go.

He tapped his storage bracelet and took out an jade bottle, swallowing a hidden spirit pill. Then he began to use the Heaven Demon Mimicry Technique.

With a series of crackling sounds, he transformed into an old man with a thin face.

Though this technique had a time limit, it could deceive the divine sense of peers. Master Bitter and the seven or eight condensation core cultivators behind him would never notice any flaws.

Lin Xuan was confident about that.

Master Bitter, in his haste, flew closer to the cloud.

Seeing this, Lin Xuan sneered and raised his hand. Several streaks of green sword light appeared above his head.

"Go!"

With a sharp command from Lin Xuan, the sword lights shot towards the cloud like arrows from a powerful bow.

Master Bitter was alarmed. He had been watching behind him but only now noticed that someone was blocking his path. His expression darkened even more.

His mind filled with resentment; he thought of himself as an old monster at the元婴 stage, yet here he was, cornered by several juniors.

But this wasn’t the time to show strength!

With a snort, several demon snakes emerged from the cloud and lunged towards the sword lights.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

The two collided, but the sword lights easily vanquished the demons.

Surprised, Lin Xuan’s expression showed his amazement. Master Bitter's injuries were worse than he had imagined.

But taking advantage of this gap, the demon cloud changed direction and shot off to one side.

However, Lin Xuan wouldn’t let him escape. A flash of green light appeared as he blocked the path first.

"Friend, we have no grudge; why do you block me?" came a hoarse voice from within the cloud, filled with pleading.

Master Bitter had already seen Lin Xuan's face and knew they had never met before. The clothing was clearly unrelated to those chasing him—this was strange… Could it be that he was just unlucky today?

This guy inexplicably attacked him; could it be an attempt to kill and steal his treasure?

Master Bitter’s expression was a mix of frustration and amusement. He hadn’t seen such things in years, but since forming his元婴, he had never encountered them.

Technically speaking, only he had ever been the one to rob others; today…

But as the saying goes, when under someone else's roof, one must bow down. Even though Lin Xuan had taken a hidden spirit pill and controlled his cultivation to late-stage condensation core, he couldn’t afford to offend now.

He could only ask politely.

Lin Xuan ignored him, thinking that if this old monster was in trouble, it would be unwise not to take advantage of the situation. He wouldn't hesitate to exploit someone's misfortune.

Seeing no change, Master Bitter gritted his teeth. The cloud churned, and the demonic aura became even denser.

Though the display seemed intimidating, Lin Xuan wasn’t a late-stage condensation core cultivator; he paid it little heed.

When intimidation failed, the cloud flickered and split into three, shooting off in different directions—illusion!

If Master Bitter were at his peak, this might have caused trouble for Lin Xuan. But now, burdened with responsibilities, his cultivation had dropped significantly. With Lin Xuan's powerful divine sense, discerning truth from illusion wasn’t difficult.

With a burst of green light, Lin Xuan ignored the rest and chased after one of the clouds to the left.

He pointed at the sky, and dozens of fireballs the size of heads appeared, crashing down towards the target.

"Impossible! How can you recognize me?" Master Bitter was both shocked and angry, his confidence waning further.

Meanwhile, behind him, the seven or eight streaks of light finally caught up. The lights dimmed as several men and women emerged—various heights and builds, hovering in a fan formation, clearly forming a包围.

Regardless of gender, each one exuded an eerie aura, unmistakably demon sect cultivators.

"Old Bitter, you were hit by Senior Cousin's Heaven-defying Seal after being struck by Master Sun’s Ghostly Demon Fruit. Now, you are at your last gasp; why run? Surrender and we might let you go with minimal suffering if you hand over the treasure," said one man with a black face and round eyes, leading the group as he looked towards the cloud.

"Naive brat! Do you think I am a three-year-old to believe such nonsense? I will not spare your life. You should be afraid that when I recover from my injuries, I will seek revenge," Master Bitter, a true master of his craft, still wore an expression of cruelty despite the situation. He pointed out the flaws in their words coldly.

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