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第四卷 七星岛 第八百二十七章 形势逆转

Watching all of this unfold, Lin Xuan was naturally pleased. He had already done everything he could; now it was just a matter of holding on as long as possible.

Every moment counted.

The ancient demon did not know what Lin Xuan was thinking. After inhaling the Yin energy, the demon let out a roar and tossed a string of beads into the air. The beads were cracked with numerous fissures; this treasure had been used by Jiaoke before, but under the surging demonic aura, it began to rapidly repair itself, transforming into a ghastly skull with hollow eyes that spewed green flames, lunging towards Lin Xuan.

At the same time, Princess Snowfox and her sister had long since fled far away. Speaking of which, their luck was indeed excellent; if the ancient demon had devoured the元婴 of Yao Xianfeng first, they would have been in grave danger! Suddenly, a flash of white light stopped the dazzling crimson light, which then dimmed as a beautiful woman's face appeared.

Jiaoke placed her hand on her chest, her face pale. For some reason, she suddenly felt extremely uncomfortable.

As if a disaster had struck…

The beauty's delicate brows furrowed. As a demon fox pursuing the path of the Dao, though she could not predict the future, sometimes premonitions proved incredibly accurate. Jiaoke couldn't help but look alarmed.

Her first thought was the ancient demon. She hurriedly released her divine sense, only to find that everything around her was calm; the monster hadn’t pursued her.

"How is Sister?" Xiang'er poked out from the girl's embrace and blinked. "Nothing." Jiaoke shook her head. Perhaps she had been overly worried. Now wasn't the time for idle thoughts; they needed to quickly find a way out.

On the other side, the battle was raging fiercely. Although Lin Xuan had deployed dozens of Earth-stage protective talismans at great cost, he was clearly outmatched against this demon, which was even more formidable than late-stage cultivators.

In just under an incense stick's time, those talismans had completely shattered into multiple layers of light barriers.

Lin Xuan’s expression was a sight to behold.

Why hadn’t the impurities been dispelled? Had his calculations been wrong?

"Boy, die!"

The ancient demon’s sinister laughter echoed in Lin Xuan’s ears. With a swift motion, he slashed out with black blade energy, and the skulls surrounded him, attempting to block all escape routes.

Lin Xuan was alarmed. Though he boasted superior powers compared to his peers, he dared not engage this demon directly.

He moved swiftly, already employing Nine Heavens Microstep. Simultaneously, a finger shot forward, igniting ghostly white flames on the Three Yin Bone Shield, which charged headlong at the blade energy.

The lights flickered as the blade energy easily cleaved the shield in two.

However, despite the ancient demon’s ferocity, destroying the Three Yin Bone Shield had given Lin Xuan some breathing room. He vanished from his original spot and retreated several dozen feet.

But just as he reappeared, the Gara Ancient Demon’s divine sense locked onto him. With a snort, countless demonic energies surged out, coalescing into a monstrous hand over ten meters long, which clenched into a fist and struck Lin Xuan from afar…

Before the fist even reached him, Lin Xuan felt its terrifying momentum! Desperate to avoid it, he was also spurred by his fierce courage. He poured all his mana into the light barrier before him.

It seemed like a thunderclap; the light barrier flickered wildly as the red symbols dimmed. Lin Xuan felt an immense force hit him, sending him flying and spitting out blood mid-air.

"Ah?"

The ancient demon’s face showed surprise; the other hadn’t been killed by the blast. But he sneered, his tentacles suddenly elongating to pierce Lin Xuan.

Snowfox’s death was still vivid in Lin Xuan’s mind; he dared not let those strange tentacles ensnare him. Taking a deep breath, he spat out some of his blood and waved his hands urgently, casting a secret technique from the Profound Demon Sect. His blood transformed into a crimson light barrier.

He wasn’t sure if it could protect him, but he was already despairing. Why hadn’t the medicine taken effect?

Was this really the end for him?

Just as Lin Xuan was pondering this, the ancient demon’s face suddenly showed pain. More bizarrely, his demonic aura rapidly weakened…

What was happening? The ancient demon was stunned, his expression aghast, and the tentacle attacks slowed down. Seizing the opportunity, Lin Xuan emitted a blinding green light and quickly retreated to the side. He tapped his storage bag, pulling out several medicine bottles, uncorked them, and poured their contents into his mouth.

These were all elixirs he had collected over time; they were highly effective at least in temporarily stabilizing his injuries.

Lin Xuan opened his eyes, his expression grave as he looked towards the ancient demon. The demonic aura was rapidly dissipating. Lin Xuan didn’t rush to attack but cautiously retreated another dozen feet.

Inside the ancient demon’s body, Immortal Tianxiu’s元婴 was in agony. After absorbing two late-stage cultivators and a demon, his元婴 and demonic body’s repulsion had significantly decreased. However, due to this, the impurities from the heart-rotten peach had unknowingly seeped into his元婴.

He panicked as he realized his realm was dropping.

As for the venom of the Jade Luo bee, it catalyzed the process.

"Ah!"

The ancient demon raised its head and let out a sharp, painful roar. Suddenly, a baby about an inch tall appeared above its head.

Its demonic body rapidly shrunk back to a monk’s form; its aura diminished drastically.

"Master, you succeeded," Moer's voice was filled with joy. This battle had been the most perilous since entering the cultivation world. Just now, both of them thought they would die here, but unexpectedly, that toxic impurity really worked.

"Hmm." Lin Xuan nodded, his gaze drawn to the元婴. The appearance of this figure was completely different from the ancient demon; it looked like a handsome young scholar in miniature.

It couldn’t be the ancient demon! Who could he possibly be…

Unlike Lin Xuan’s elation, Immortal Tianxiu was in shock and confusion. He didn't know why his realm had suddenly dropped. Although he hadn’t succeeded in entering the Separation Stage, compared to other peak late-stage元婴 cultivators, his mana was more refined. Now, however, he inexplicably dropped two levels, becoming an early-stage元婴.

With such a drop, he no longer had the strength to control the ancient demon’s body; if not careful, he might even be devoured by it. Desperate, he retreated his元婴 and found himself in dire straits.

Why was this happening?

Even as a formidable figure like Immortal Tianxiu, he didn’t know what to do with such an unexpected turn of events.

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