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第四卷 七星岛 第八百二十二章 拖雪狐王下水

The ancient demon clapped his hands to his chest, and a monstrous arm, over ten feet thick, suddenly appeared in mid-air. It reached into the hurricane.

A rumbling sound echoed as Kalar the ancient demon rushed closer. Countless thread-like tentacles shot out from atop his head.

Yue Xianfeng was shocked. His body had been lost this way, so he naturally didn't dare to be careless. However, now that all his treasures were exhausted, he was at a dead end.

With no other choice, he gritted his teeth and charged forward with reckless determination.

The corner of the ancient demon's mouth curled up in contempt as he roared: "Amitabha!"

From his blood-filled maw, an invisible sound wave emerged—Lion's Roar, a secret technique from the Buddhist sect.

This move had even caused Lin Xuan trouble.

If Yue Xianfeng possessed the **, with his great cultivator's power, he might not have feared. But now, it was like a tiger falling into a farmer's trap.

The baby yin-yang spirit held its head in both hands as its face twisted. With a "gur" sound, it tumbled off the immortal bird. The thread-like tentacles quickly bound his limbs and feet.

At this point, Yue Xianfeng knew he was doomed. His little face filled with venom: "Demon, you treated me like this; one day, I'll get my revenge."

"Revenge?" the ancient demon rolled his eyes. "Little guy, did you go mad from cultivation? Saying such childish words. Survival of the fittest is the iron law in the cultivation world. You were a late-stage baby yin-yang spirit, didn't you walk this path with blood on your hands?"

"Submit to me and merge with my essence. You won't have another chance at reincarnation."

The ancient demon sneered as he stuffed the baby yin-yang spirit into his mouth, savoring it with a satisfied expression.

"Haha, indeed, not愧 you're a late-stage cultivator. The taste of this baby yin-yang spirit is far beyond that of two early-stage demons. Its essence is rich; it's greatly beneficial to me."

The ancient demon rolled his eyes and emitted a torrent of demonic energy. His face showed cruelty as he swallowed the immortal bird wrapped in flying snakes.

No need for curiosity, for this bird was凝聚 from the baby yin-yang spirit’s true essence. The ancient demon wouldn't let it go.

He licked his lips with satisfaction before closing his eyes and continuously calculating.

In just a few breaths, he raised his head with joy, revealing a sly smile. He turned and a large cloud of demonic fog surged out. It flashed several times before disappearing.

Meanwhile, Lin Xuan had arrived at the entrance of a canyon, an ideal place to avoid the ancient demon due to its remote location.

Lin Xuan was about to use his敛气 technique when he suddenly raised his eyebrows, his expression changing as if he had noticed something.

He emitted a bright green light and quickly retreated.

However, nearby everything seemed calm. Apart from some rocks and trees, there were no other objects.

"Friend, you've been watching me for so long; are you still not going to show yourself?" Lin Xuan raised his eyebrows and spoke in a neutral tone.

His body was filled with spiritual energy, on high alert.

"Interesting. You're just an early-stage cultivator, yet you managed to spot my presence."

A man's light laughter entered his ears. A white flash revealed a tall figure about seven or eight feet away from Lin Xuan.

"You..."

Lin Xuan's expression grew serious. The man was in his thirties, clearly male with long black hair reaching his waist. However, he looked anything but effeminate; instead, he was extremely graceful.

A faint layer of demonic mist surrounded him.

"Ah, it’s Snow Fox, one of the three demon kings. I apologize for my rudeness," Lin Xuan bowed and smiled warmly.

"Oh, you know me?" Snow Fox's expression showed surprise.

"No, we've never met before, but your daughter and I just teamed up," Lin Xuan suddenly coughed as if recalling something.

"What? You saw Yuhe?"

Snow Fox was overjoyed. This place was too strange, and he hadn't heard from his daughter for a long time. He had been worried. But now, not only the eldest princess, but also Princess Xiang were together with her sister.

However, upon hearing this news, Snow Fox fell silent, his expression half-believing and half-doubting.

"Do not worry; I would never lie to you. I just don't know how the two princesses are doing now," Lin Xuan's face was sincere as he sighed.

"What? Could they be in danger?" Snow Fox was moved by concern for his daughter.

"Indeed, there’s a very powerful ancient demon here. My wife and I just fought him together," Lin Xuan briefly explained but deliberately omitted the news about the玄凤 sect leader.

"An ancient demon?"

Snow Fox's expression darkened. Could it be that monster mentioned in the transmission scroll—Kalar?

No, if it were Kalar, his daughter and this young man wouldn't have a chance to escape; it must be another demon.

Just as Snow Fox was about to ask more questions, he suddenly narrowed his eyes and looked ahead.

Seeing this, Lin Xuan quickly took defensive stances. However, he saw nothing unusual. His divine sense might be superior to other cultivators of the same stage, but compared to late-stage monsters, there was still a gap.

He waved his sleeve and summoned the Three Yin White Bone Shield again; it seemed the ancient demon had followed him here.

"Kukuku, I didn't expect another late-stage demon. Are you Snow Fox?"

A hoarse voice entered his ears as a black shadow appeared before him. The bald monk had intended to attack from the side but now openly appeared after being discovered.

The ancient demon was also mixed with joy and worry. This demon seemed harder to deal with than Yue Xianfeng, but if he could devour it, breaking through the Heavenly罡伏魔阵 should be within his grasp.

"Are you Kalar the ancient demon?"

Snow Fox's expression was as grim as ever. The demon’s appearance matched the description in the texts; back then, he had once faced nine Separation and Union stage experts.

At that moment, Snow Fox almost lost control of his limbs.

But quickly, he regained composure.

The demonic monster before him didn't give him a terrifying feeling. Thinking about how much time had passed—perhaps even millions of years—the power of Kalar the ancient demon might have diminished significantly!

With this thought, Snow Fox's face returned to its lazy smile as he extended his hand and snapped it at his waist, summoning a sword-like treasure.

Demonic energy surged, forming a shield in front of him.

"Master, aren't you going to run?" Moon asked curiously from within Lin Xuan’s mind.

"Why bother? With this late-stage demon, the outcome is uncertain. Why should I continue running away?"

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