lín xuān zì rán bú huì ràng tā dé chěng ， hǎo bù róng yì cái xún dào de tiān dì líng yào ， zěn me kě néng ràng tā zài zì jǐ yǎn qián huǐ qù 。
林轩自然不会让它得逞，好不容易才寻到的天地灵药，怎么可能让它在自己眼前毁去。
Lin Xuan naturally would not let it succeed. He had only just found the heavenly and earthly spirit herb, how could he possibly allow it to be destroyed right before his eyes?
lín xuān wēi zhòu le yī xià méi tóu zhī hòu ， shēn chū shǒu zhǐ chōng bì xuě huán qīng qīng yì diǎn ， kǒu hē yī shēng ：“ jí ！”
林轩微皱了一下眉头之后，伸出手指冲碧雪环轻轻一点，口喝一声：“疾！”
After slightly frowning, Lin Xuan extended a finger and lightly tapped on the Bi Xi Ring, shouting, "Quick!"
dùn shí ， nà fēn huà chū lái de shí liù gè xiǎo huán tóng shí háo guāng dà fàng ， hū xiào zhe chōng xiàng le guǐ wù 。
顿时，那分化出来的十六个小环同时毫光大放，呼啸着冲向了鬼物。
Instantly, the sixteen smaller rings that had split off simultaneously emitted brilliant light and rushed towards the ghost creature.
jí pǐn líng qì de sù dù fēi tóng xiǎo kě ， jī hū shì zhuǎn yǎn zhī jiān ， jiù zhuī dào le shēn qián ， nà lì guǐ bù dé bù tíng xià shēn xíng ， níng shén fáng yù 。
极品灵器的速度非同小可，几乎是转眼之间，就追到了身前，那厉鬼不得不停下身形，凝神防御。
The top-grade spiritual artifact's speed was extraordinary. Almost in an instant, it caught up to him. The ghost could not help but stop its movement, focusing on defensive spells.
lín xuān de zuǐ jiǎo biān lù chū yī sī jī cháo de xiào yì 。
林轩的嘴角边露出一丝讥嘲的笑意。
A sneer appeared at the corner of Lin Xuan's mouth.
tā shēn chū shǒu ， xū bào chéng qiú ， niē le yí gè qí tè de fǎ yìn ， jiāng líng lì yùn zhuàn dào zhǐ jiān zhī shàng ， rán hòu zài chōng bì xuě huán diǎn le yī xià 。
他伸出手，虚抱成球，捏了一个奇特的法印，将灵力运转到指间之上，然后再冲碧雪环点了一下。
He stretched out his hand, forming a ball and making a peculiar mudra. He channeled spirit energy into his fingertips before tapping the Bi Xi Ring again.
yī tuán huǒ yàn yǐ bì xuě huán wèi zhōng xīn rán shāo le qǐ lái ， yī gòng shì shí liù gè xiǎo huán ， suǒ yǐ yě jiù yǒu shí liù duǒ huǒ yàn 。
一团火焰以碧雪环为中心燃烧了起来，一共是十六个小环，所以也就有十六朵火焰。
Flames began to burn around the center of the Bi Xi Ring, with sixteen smaller rings producing sixteen flames each.
rán ér yǔ pǔ tōng de huǒ yàn shì hóng sè de bù tóng ， zhè huǒ yàn jū rán rú xuě yī yàng jié bái ， yī chén bù rǎn ， shèn zhì tā chū xiàn yǐ hòu ， zhōu wéi de wēn dù yě bìng méi yǒu shēng gāo 。
然而与普通的火焰是红色的不同，这火焰居然如雪一样洁白，一尘不染，甚至它出现以后，周围的温度也并没有升高。
However, unlike ordinary red flames, these flames were as white as snow, spotless, and did not raise the temperature in their surroundings.
rán ér nà lì guǐ de liǎn shàng què lù chū le wèi jù zhī sè 。
然而那厉鬼的脸上却露出了畏惧之色。
The ghost's face showed signs of fear.
xiān tiān zhī huǒ ！
先天之火！
Primordial Fire!
yuán běn zhè yào zhù jī qī xiū shì cái néng shī zhǎn chū lái ， rán ér lín xuān què píng jiè zhuó shǒu lǐ de jí pǐn líng qì ， yǐ jí zì jǐ jīng chún de xiū wèi ， ràng tā chū xiàn zài le yǎn qián 。
原本这要筑基期修士才能施展出来，然而林轩却凭借着手里的极品灵器，以及自己精纯的修为，让它出现在了眼前。
Originally, this could only be performed by Foundation Establishment stage cultivators. However, Lin Xuan managed to use it with his top-grade spiritual artifact and his refined cultivation, making it appear before him.
xǐ suǐ dān kě yǐ tí shēng shí lì ， ér rén shēn zhī jīng zé yǒu ràng tǐ nèi de líng lì gèng jiā chún jìng de xiào guǒ ， lín xuān yīn wèi yǒu tí chún běn lǐng ， suǒ yǐ měi tiān bú yào qián bān de dà liàng fú shí ， zài tóng jiē xiū shì zhōng ， huò xǔ yǒu tiān cái tǐ nèi líng lì de liàng bǐ tā shāo duō ， dàn lùn dào líng lì de jīng chún chéng dù ， yě jiù shì pǐn zhì zhī gāo ， lín xuān jué duì pái dì yī ， shèn zhì yǔ zhù jī qī de xiū shì xiāng bǐ ， yě xiāng chā wú jǐ 。
洗髓丹可以提升实力，而人参之精则有让体内的灵力更加纯净的效果，林轩因为有提纯本领，所以每天不要钱般的大量服食，在同阶修士中，或许有天才体内灵力的量比他稍多，但论到灵力的精纯程度，也就是品质之高，林轩绝对排第一，甚至与筑基期的修士相比，也相差无几。
Essence Cleansing Pills could enhance one’s strength, while the spirit root had the effect of purifying the body's essence energy. With his ability for purification, Lin Xuan consumed large amounts daily without hesitation. Among peers, perhaps a genius might have more essence energy in quantity, but when it came to the purity and quality of the essence energy, Lin Xuan was undoubtedly at the top. Even compared to Foundation Establishment stage cultivators, he was not far behind.
zài fǔ yǐ jí pǐn líng qì de bāng zhù ， lín xuān chéng gōng de shǐ chū le xiān tiān zhī huǒ 。
再辅以极品灵器的帮助，林轩成功的使出了先天之火。
With the help of his top-grade spiritual artifact, Lin Xuan successfully used Primordial Fire.
jiāng lì guǐ jīng huáng de biǎo qíng kàn zài yǎn lǐ ， lín xuān xī le kǒu qì ， líng kòng shù shī zhǎn ， cāo zòng bì xuě huán jí qí fēn shēn jiāng guǐ wù kùn zài le yuán dì 。
将厉鬼惊惶的表情看在眼里，林轩吸了口气，灵控术施展，操纵碧雪环及其分身将鬼物困在了原地。
Watching the ghost's panicked expression, Lin Xuan took a deep breath, using spirit control techniques to confine the ghost with the Bi Xi Ring and its duplicates.
lì guǐ zì rán bù yuàn shù shǒu dài bì ， zhāng kāi xuè pén dà zuǐ ， yī lián pēn chū le shù kǒu jīng xuè ， nà xiān xuè yǔ guǐ wù hùn zài yì qǐ ， xíng chéng le yí gè hēi hóng sè de hù zhào 。
厉鬼自然不愿束手待毙，张开血盆大嘴，一连喷出了数口精血，那鲜血与鬼雾混在一起，形成了一个黑红色的护罩。
The ghost naturally did not wish to die. It opened its bloodstained mouth and continuously spat out several drops of essence blood. The blood mixed with the ghostly mist, forming a black-red protective barrier.
yè cháng mèng duō ， lín xuān bù yuàn zài zhè ér jì xù dān gē ， shén niàn dòng chù ， xuě bái de xiān tiān zhī huǒ xiàng zhe lì guǐ fēi guò qù le 。
夜长梦多，林轩不愿在这儿继续耽搁，神念动处，雪白的先天之火向着厉鬼飞过去了。
Time was precious; Lin Xuan did not want to linger any longer. With his divine sense activated, the snow-white primordial fire flew towards the ghost.
wú shēng wú xī ， què sù dù qí kuài ， lì guǐ wú chǔ kě duǒ ， xiān tiān zhī huǒ zhuàng zài le tā de hù zhào zhī shàng ， rú bīng xuě xiāo róng ， nà hù zhào de yán sè xùn sù biàn dàn ， zhǎ yǎn jiān ， jiù yáo yáo yù zhuì qǐ lái ， lì guǐ de yǎn zhōng shǎn guò yī sī yóu yù ， dàn suí jí jiù biàn dé jué rán ， zài cì zhāng kāi kǒu ， pēn chū yī kǒu kǒu de jīng xuè 。
无声无息，却速度奇快，厉鬼无处可躲，先天之火撞在了它的护罩之上，如冰雪消融，那护罩的颜色迅速变淡，眨眼间，就摇摇欲坠起来，厉鬼的眼中闪过一丝犹豫，但随即就变得决然，再次张开口，喷出一口口的精血。
Silent yet incredibly fast, the ghost had nowhere to hide. The primordial fire collided with its barrier, melting like ice and snow. The color of the barrier quickly faded, becoming unstable in an instant. The ghost's eyes flashed with hesitation but then became resolute as it opened its mouth again, spitting out more drops of essence blood.
jīng xuè sǎ shàng hù zhào ， bèi xiān tiān zhī huǒ xiāo róng de bù fèn yòu chóng xīn huī fù le yuán yàng ， rán ér lín xuān bìng bù zháo jí ， zuǐ jiǎo biān fǎn ér guà zhe lěng jùn de xiào yì ， cǐ kè ， shuāng fāng yǐ jīng yǎn biàn chéng xiāo hào ， bǐ pīn fǎ lì 。
精血洒上护罩，被先天之火消融的部分又重新恢复了原样，然而林轩并不着急，嘴角边反而挂着冷峻的笑意，此刻，双方已经演变成消耗，比拼法力。
The essence blood on the barrier was restored by the primordial fire, but Lin Xuan did not rush. A cold smile appeared at the corner of his lips; now, both parties were engaged in a消耗 battle, comparing their spiritual energies.
zì jǐ de xiān tiān zhī huǒ ， nǎi shì jí yóu líng qì shī zhǎn chū lái ， běn shēn jiù zhàn le yì diǎn yōu shì 。
自己的先天之火，乃是藉由灵器施展出来，本身就占了一点优势。
His primordial fire came from the spiritual artifact and thus had an advantage.
ér duì fāng měi pēn chū yī kǒu jīng xuè ， xiū wèi jiù xià jiàng yī fēn ， rú cǐ duì hào xià qù ， shuí shèng shuí fù ， yī yǎn kě zhī 。
而对方每喷出一口精血，修为就下降一分，如此对耗下去，谁胜谁负，一眼可知。
Every drop of essence blood the ghost spat out reduced its cultivation by one point. Such prolonged consumption would make it clear who would emerge victorious.
lín xuān cóng huái zhōng qǔ chū yī kuài jīng shí ， wò zài shǒu zhōng bǔ chōng fǎ lì ， běn lái jiù shèng quàn zài wò ， rú jīn zài jiā shàng zhè me yī céng bǎo xiǎn ， jiù gèng méi yǒu le luò bài de dào lǐ 。
林轩从怀中取出一块晶石，握在手中补充法力，本来就胜券在握，如今再加上这么一层保险，就更没有了落败的道理。
Lin Xuan took a crystal stone from his pocket, holding it to replenish his spiritual energy. With such a sure victory already in hand, adding this extra layer of security made defeat impossible.
shí jiān yī fēn yī miǎo guò qù ， bàn gè shí chén yǐ hòu ， bèi kùn zhù de lì guǐ yǐ jīng huī hàn rú yǔ ， shēn xíng yě suō xiǎo le yī quān 。
时间一分一秒过去，半个时辰以后，被困住的厉鬼已经挥汗如雨，身形也缩小了一圈。
Time passed slowly. After half an hour, the trapped ghost was sweating profusely and had shrunk slightly.
shì shí hòu le ！
是时候了！
It was time!
lín xuān tái shǒu ， chōng zhe zài bàn kōng zhōng dī liū liū xuán zhuǎn de bì xuě huán dǎ chū yī dào fǎ jué 。
林轩抬手，冲着在半空中滴溜溜旋转的碧雪环打出一道法诀。
Lin Xuan raised his hand, sending a spell towards the Bi Xi Ring that spun in mid-air.
bái guāng zhī zhōng ， bì xuě huán kāi shǐ huà xíng ， niǔ qū biàn chéng le yuè yá zhī rèn de xíng zhuàng ， hán guāng shǎn shǎn ， shā qì chōng tiān ！
白光之中，碧雪环开始化形，扭曲变成了月牙之刃的形状，寒光闪闪，杀气冲天！
Amidst the white light, the Bi Xi Ring began to take shape, twisting into the form of a crescent blade. Its cold glow filled with killing intent!
lì guǐ de biǎo qíng gèng xiǎn jīng huáng ， lín xuān bìng bù dǎ suàn gěi tā gèng duō sī kǎo de shí jiān ， kǒu tǔ zhēn yán ：“ jí ！”
厉鬼的表情更显惊惶，林轩并不打算给他更多思考的时间，口吐真言：“疾！”
The ghost's expression became even more panicked. Lin Xuan did not intend to give it any more time for thought; he shouted, "Quick!"
yuè yá zhī rèn chōng zhe lì guǐ hū xiào ér qù ， jiān ruì de pò kōng zhī shēng lìng rén dǎn hán 。
月牙之刃冲着厉鬼呼啸而去，尖锐的破空之声令人胆寒。
The crescent blade rushed towards the ghost, its piercing sound chilling.
lì guǐ yǐ jīng wú xīn niàn zhàn ， tíng zhǐ le xiàng hù zhào shàng pēn tǔ jīng xuè ， shēn xíng dī liū liū yī zhuǎn ， huà wèi le yī dào hóng guāng ， xiǎng yào fēi dùn 。
厉鬼已经无心念战，停止了像护罩上喷吐精血，身形滴溜溜一转，化为了一道红光，想要飞遁。
The ghost had no heart left for battle and stopped spitting essence blood onto the barrier. Its body twisted as it tried to flee.
“ xiàn zài cái xiǎng táo pǎo ， wǎn le ！”
“现在才想逃跑，晚了！”
"It's too late now to run away!"
shí liù gè yuè yá zhī rèn bǐ cǐ fēn kāi ， cóng sì miàn bā fāng jiāng lì guǐ céng céng bāo wéi ， róng huà diào hù zhào de xiān tiān zhī huǒ yě fēi le guò lái ， yǔ yuè yá yì qǐ xíng chéng tiān luó dì wǎng ， lì guǐ yǐ shì chā chì nán fēi 。
十六个月牙之刃彼此分开，从四面八方将厉鬼层层包围，融化掉护罩的先天之火也飞了过来，与月牙一起形成天罗地网，厉鬼已是插翅难飞。
Sixteen crescent blades spread out from all directions, surrounding the ghost. The primordial fire that had melted the barrier flew over, forming a net with the crescent blades, trapping the ghost like a bird in a cage.
méi yǒu xuè huā ， què yǒu wú shù de yīn qì cóng lì guǐ bèi dà xiè bā kuài de shēn tǐ lǐ mào le chū lái ， rán hòu tā cán cún de shēn tǐ yī zhèn niǔ qū ， huà wèi le yí gè gè de yīn hún ， jīng huāng shī cuò de xiǎng yào táo pǎo 。
没有血花，却有无数的阴气从厉鬼被大卸八块的身体里冒了出来，然后他残存的身体一阵扭曲，化为了一个个的阴魂，惊慌失措的想要逃跑。
No blood was shed, but countless yin energies emerged from the ghost's mutilated body as it twisted into fragments of spirits, desperately trying to escape.
zhè guài wù běn lái jiù shì yóu yǔn luò de xiū shì zhī hún hé yāo shòu zhī pò jí hé ér chéng de ， xiàn zài bù guò shì bèi dǎ huí yuán xíng bà le 。
这怪物本来就是由陨落的修士之魂和妖兽之魄集合而成的，现在不过是被打回原形罢了。
This monster was originally composed of fallen cultivators' souls and beastly spirits. Now, it had merely been reduced to its original form.
kàn zhe fēi dùn de yīn hún ， lín xuān chóng xīn wò zhù le bǎi hún fān ， qīng qīng huī dòng qǐ lái ， líng lì zhù rù ， jiāng qí wǎng tiān kōng zhōng yī pāo 。
看着飞遁的阴魂，林轩重新握住了百魂幡，轻轻挥动起来，灵力注入，将其往天空中一抛。
Seeing the fleeing spirits, Lin Xuan tightly gripped the Hundred Soul Banner and waved it gently, injecting spirit energy before throwing it up into the air.
xī rù zú gòu de líng lì yǐ hòu ， tuō shǒu ér chū de bǎi hún fān xùn sù biàn dà ， cóng bā zhǎng dà xiǎo ， zhí péng zhàng zhì shù zhàng zhǎng kuān 。
吸入足够的灵力以后，脱手而出的百魂幡迅速变大，从巴掌大小，直膨胀至数丈长宽。
After absorbing sufficient spirit energy, the Hundred Soul Banner quickly grew larger, expanding from a palm-sized size to several dozen feet in length and width.
yī dào dào hēi qì cóng lǐ miàn jī shè chū lái 。
一道道黑气从里面激射出来。
Black mists shot out of it.
nà xiē hēi qì rú yǒu líng xìng yī yàng ， fēn bié zhuī zhú zhe sì sàn ér táo de yīn hún ， rán hòu yī juàn ， jiāng tā men guǒ zài le qí jiān 。
那些黑气如有灵性一样，分别追逐着四散而逃的阴魂，然后一卷，将他们裹在了其间。
These black mists seemed to have their own intelligence as they chased after the scattered spirits. They wrapped them up tightly.
yīn hún de jīng hài yǐ dào le dǐng diǎn ， pīn mìng zhēng zhá ， kě què háo wú yòng chǔ ， zhè bǎi hún fān mó qì ， zhèng shì guǐ dào zhī wù de kè xīng 。
阴魂的惊骇已到了顶点，拼命挣扎，可却毫无用处，这百魂幡魔器，正是鬼道之物的克星。
The spirits' fear reached its peak; they struggled desperately but were useless. The Hundred Soul Banner, a magical artifact, was precisely the bane of ghostly creatures.
duì fù gāng cái nà yàng de lì guǐ lì yǒu bù dài ， dàn shōu shí zhè xiē cán cún de yīn hún zé shì ná shǒu xiǎo cài 。
对付刚才那样的厉鬼力有不殆，但收拾这些残存的阴魂则是拿手小菜。
While dealing with such a ghost required effort, handling these residual spirits was a piece of cake.
xiū shì yǔ yāo shòu de hún pò yí gè bù luò ， quán bù bèi hēi xiàn chán zhù ， juǎn huí le bǎi hún fān zhōng 。
修士与妖兽的魂魄一个不落，全部被黑线缠住，卷回了百魂幡中。
All the souls of cultivators and beasts were ensnared by black threads, drawn back into the Hundred Soul Banner.
rán hòu mó qì yòu zài xuán zhuǎn zhōng huī fù le bā zhǎng dà xiǎo ， chóng xīn luò huí dào le lín xuān de shǒu lǐ ， yǔ gāng cái bù tóng ， xī shōu le zhòng duō hún pò de bǎi hún fān xiǎn de líng lì shí zú ， wū hēi fà liàng ， guāng shì wò zài shǒu lǐ ， jiù néng gǎn jué dào qí zhōng suǒ yùn hán de qiáng dà néng liàng 。
然后魔器又在旋转中恢复了巴掌大小，重新落回到了林轩的手里，与刚才不同，吸收了众多魂魄的百魂幡显得灵力十足，乌黑发亮，光是握在手里，就能感觉到其中所蕴含的强大能量。
The magical artifact then returned to its palm-sized form as it landed in Lin Xuan's hand. After absorbing so many souls, the Hundred Soul Banner appeared full of spirit energy, darkly gleaming. Just holding it felt like sensing the immense power within.
lín xuān de yǎn zhōng shǎn guò yī sī dé sè ， cóng nà běn xiū mó gōng fǎ zhōng dé zhù ， cǐ bǎi hún fān wēi lì fēi fán ， xī shōu de hún pò yuè duō ， wēi néng yě jiù yuè jiā de lì hài ， dào zuì hòu ， shèn zhì néng gòu yǔ dǐng jiē de jí pǐn líng qì yī jiào cháng duǎn 。
林轩的眼中闪过一丝得色，从那本修魔功法中得住，此百魂幡威力非凡，吸收的魂魄越多，威能也就越加的厉害，到最后，甚至能够与顶阶的极品灵器一教长短。
A trace of satisfaction flashed across Lin Xuan’s eyes. From that magic cultivation technique, this Hundred Soul Banner was extraordinary; the more souls absorbed, the greater its power would become. Eventually, it might even rival top-grade top-grade spiritual artifacts in strength.
rán ér lín xuān què yì zhí méi yǒu jiāng tā jì liàn ， yuán yīn wú tā ， lín xuān suī rán zì rèn wéi bú shì shén me xīn ruǎn de shàn liáng zhī rén ， dàn yě jué fēi shì shā cán rěn de huài dàn 。
然而林轩却一直没有将它祭炼，原因无他，林轩虽然自认为不是什么心软的善良之人，但也绝非嗜杀残忍的坏蛋。
However, Lin Xuan had never worshipped or sacrificed for the ritual to refine a magical artifact. Although he did not consider himself a soft-hearted good person, he certainly was no cruel killer.
yào tā wèi le jì liàn mó qì ， shā rén qǔ hún ， zhè yàng de shì qíng lín xuān kě zuò bù chū lái ， suǒ yǐ zhè bǎi hún fān yì zhí fàng zài chǔ wù shǒu zhuó lǐ bù céng dòng yòng 。
要他为了祭炼魔器，杀人取魂，这样的事情林轩可做不出来，所以这百魂幡一直放在储物手镯里不曾动用。
He could not bring himself to kill and take souls just to refine a magical artifact. Therefore, this Hundred Soul Banner remained in his storage bracelet without being used.
dàn xiàn zài qíng kuàng bù yí yàng le ， zhè xiē céng jīng jí hé chéng lì guǐ de yāo shòu yǔ xiū shì hún pò běn lái jiù shì zì jǐ de dí rén ， duì tā men lín xuān qǐ huì kè qì ， duì dí rén bù xū yào lián mǐn ， dāng rán yào quán bù xī rù bǎi hún fān zhōng 。
但现在情况不一样了，这些曾经集合成厉鬼的妖兽与修士魂魄本来就是自己的敌人，对他们林轩岂会客气，对敌人不需要怜悯，当然要全部吸入百魂幡中。
But now, things were different. These souls that had once formed the ghost were enemies; Lin Xuan would not be lenient towards them. There was no need for mercy when dealing with enemies; all of their souls should be drawn into the Hundred Soul Banner.
suī rán shì cán cún de hún pò ， dàn yě shù liàng jīng rén ， jū rán yǒu jìn bǎi zhī duō ， bǎi hún fān zài xī shōu le zhè me duō yíng yǎng zhī hòu ， zì jǐ huí qù zài jì liàn yī biàn ， xiǎng bì huì wēi lì bèi zēng 。
虽然是残存的魂魄，但也数量惊人，居然有近百之多，百魂幡在吸收了这么多营养之后，自己回去再祭炼一遍，想必会威力倍增。
Although these were residual souls, there were still nearly a hundred of them. After absorbing so much nourishment, refining the Hundred Soul Banner again would surely increase its power significantly.
cǐ zhàn suī rán xiōng xiǎn le yì diǎn ， dàn què yě dà yǒu shōu huò 。
此战虽然凶险了一点，但却也大有收获。
Though this battle had been perilous, it was also highly rewarding.
Lin Xuan naturally would not let it succeed. He had only just found the heavenly and earthly spirit herb, how could he possibly allow it to be destroyed right before his eyes?
After slightly frowning, Lin Xuan extended a finger and lightly tapped on the Bi Xi Ring, shouting, "Quick!"
Instantly, the sixteen smaller rings that had split off simultaneously emitted brilliant light and rushed towards the ghost creature.
The top-grade spiritual artifact's speed was extraordinary. Almost in an instant, it caught up to him. The ghost could not help but stop its movement, focusing on defensive spells.
A sneer appeared at the corner of Lin Xuan's mouth.
He stretched out his hand, forming a ball and making a peculiar mudra. He channeled spirit energy into his fingertips before tapping the Bi Xi Ring again.
Flames began to burn around the center of the Bi Xi Ring, with sixteen smaller rings producing sixteen flames each.
However, unlike ordinary red flames, these flames were as white as snow, spotless, and did not raise the temperature in their surroundings.
The ghost's face showed signs of fear.
Primordial Fire!
Originally, this could only be performed by Foundation Establishment stage cultivators. However, Lin Xuan managed to use it with his top-grade spiritual artifact and his refined cultivation, making it appear before him.
Essence Cleansing Pills could enhance one’s strength, while the spirit root had the effect of purifying the body's essence energy. With his ability for purification, Lin Xuan consumed large amounts daily without hesitation. Among peers, perhaps a genius might have more essence energy in quantity, but when it came to the purity and quality of the essence energy, Lin Xuan was undoubtedly at the top. Even compared to Foundation Establishment stage cultivators, he was not far behind.
With the help of his top-grade spiritual artifact, Lin Xuan successfully used Primordial Fire.
Watching the ghost's panicked expression, Lin Xuan took a deep breath, using spirit control techniques to confine the ghost with the Bi Xi Ring and its duplicates.
The ghost naturally did not wish to die. It opened its bloodstained mouth and continuously spat out several drops of essence blood. The blood mixed with the ghostly mist, forming a black-red protective barrier.
"Go!"
Time was precious; Lin Xuan did not want to linger any longer. With his divine sense activated, the snow-white primordial fire flew towards the ghost.
Silent yet incredibly fast, the ghost had nowhere to hide. The primordial fire collided with its barrier, melting like ice and snow. The color of the barrier quickly faded, becoming unstable in an instant. The ghost's eyes flashed with hesitation but then became resolute as it opened its mouth again, spitting out more drops of essence blood.
The essence blood on the barrier was restored by the primordial fire, but Lin Xuan did not rush. A cold smile appeared at the corner of his lips; now, both parties were engaged in a消耗 battle, comparing their spiritual energies.
His primordial fire came from the spiritual artifact and thus had an advantage.
Every drop of essence blood the ghost spat out reduced its cultivation by one point. Such prolonged consumption would make it clear who would emerge victorious.
Lin Xuan took a crystal stone from his pocket, holding it to replenish his spiritual energy. With such a sure victory already in hand, adding this extra layer of security made defeat impossible.
Time passed slowly. After half an hour, the trapped ghost was sweating profusely and had shrunk slightly.
It was time!
Lin Xuan raised his hand, sending a spell towards the Bi Xi Ring that spun in mid-air.
Amidst the white light, the Bi Xi Ring began to take shape, twisting into the form of a crescent blade. Its cold glow filled with killing intent!
The ghost's expression became even more panicked. Lin Xuan did not intend to give it any more time for thought; he shouted, "Quick!"
The crescent blade rushed towards the ghost, its piercing sound chilling.
The ghost had no heart left for battle and stopped spitting essence blood onto the barrier. Its body twisted as it tried to flee.
"It's too late now to run away!"
Sixteen crescent blades spread out from all directions, surrounding the ghost. The primordial fire that had melted the barrier flew over, forming a net with the crescent blades, trapping the ghost like a bird in a cage.
No blood was shed, but countless yin energies emerged from the ghost's mutilated body as it twisted into fragments of spirits, desperately trying to escape.
This monster was originally composed of fallen cultivators' souls and beastly spirits. Now, it had merely been reduced to its original form.
Seeing the fleeing spirits, Lin Xuan tightly gripped the Hundred Soul Banner and waved it gently, injecting spirit energy before throwing it up into the air.
After absorbing sufficient spirit energy, the Hundred Soul Banner quickly grew larger, expanding from a palm-sized size to several dozen feet in length and width.
Black mists shot out of it.
These black mists seemed to have their own intelligence as they chased after the scattered spirits. They wrapped them up tightly.
The spirits' fear reached its peak; they struggled desperately but were useless. The Hundred Soul Banner, a magical artifact, was precisely the bane of ghostly creatures.
While dealing with such a ghost required effort, handling these residual spirits was a piece of cake.
All the souls of cultivators and beasts were ensnared by black threads, drawn back into the Hundred Soul Banner.
The magical artifact then returned to its palm-sized form as it landed in Lin Xuan's hand. After absorbing so many souls, the Hundred Soul Banner appeared full of spirit energy, darkly gleaming. Just holding it felt like sensing the immense power within.
A trace of satisfaction flashed across Lin Xuan’s eyes. From that magic cultivation technique, this Hundred Soul Banner was extraordinary; the more souls absorbed, the greater its power would become. Eventually, it might even rival top-grade top-grade spiritual artifacts in strength.
However, Lin Xuan had never worshipped or sacrificed for the ritual to refine a magical artifact. Although he did not consider himself a soft-hearted good person, he certainly was no cruel killer.
He could not bring himself to kill and take souls just to refine a magical artifact. Therefore, this Hundred Soul Banner remained in his storage bracelet without being used.
But now, things were different. These souls that had once formed the ghost were enemies; Lin Xuan would not be lenient towards them. There was no need for mercy when dealing with enemies; all of their souls should be drawn into the Hundred Soul Banner.
Although these were residual souls, there were still nearly a hundred of them. After absorbing so much nourishment, refining the Hundred Soul Banner again would surely increase its power significantly.
Though this battle had been perilous, it was also highly rewarding.