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第九十二章 火灵掌门

The two clashed for just a moment, and Qin Yan was sent flying by Lin Xuan's powerful strike. Fortunately, she had anticipated the strength of her opponent and set up several layers of defense in front of her, preventing any injuries.

Though she barely escaped unscathed, Qin Yan’s faint hope that this might be an isolated incident vanished into thin air. The power of a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator was far beyond what she could match.

Although Qin Yan was a woman, she made a quick decision and immediately threw all her offensive talismans out. In the blink of an eye, light flashed wildly as thunderous roars echoed through the air. Seizing the moment when Senior Immortal Qingling’s attention was divided, Qin Yan activated the last talisman for survival.

She was teleported away once more.

Unlike with a teleportation array, the movement of a teleportation talisman was random and limited in distance. After completing her teleportation, Qin Yan didn’t waste any time. She immediately rode on a streak of light, hoping to escape as far as possible.

Unexpectedly, she encountered this prodigious young man again. Lin Xuan still wore the Fire Spirit Sect’s attire, and Fairy Cloudy Immortal did not hesitate; she launched an attack right away with lethal intent.

Both displayed their skills, but neither gained the upper hand in their initial exchange. They were evenly matched.

Then they took a moment to appraise each other. The face of Lin Xuan was familiar.

"Lin Xuan?" Qin Yan stared at the young man in astonishment.

Seeing her recognition, a hint of gloom flashed across Lin Xuan’s face. This was far from what he had expected. Although she was his senior sister who entered the valley with him, they hadn’t seen each other often due to their different statuses—she as a favored daughter and he as someone overlooked by the sect.

But Qin Yan’s eyes widened in realization. She remembered this junior brother because once, when both of them attempted the Heart Refinement Path, Lin Xuan was too weak at that time and did not notice her presence.

That encounter left an impression on Qin Yan; she had thought only she dared to enter the path with such a low Foundation Establishment stage. Now, there was another stubborn junior who persisted despite his limited abilities.

While talent could not be chosen, Lin Xuan’s determination and efforts earned him respect. But in his memory, he was only at an early Foundation Establishment stage. How did he now possess the ability to fly with a weapon and appear in such a dangerous place?

A flash of unease crossed Lin Xuan’s eyes before he quickly resumed his normal expression. He knew that if he moved, it would attract attention. So, while cursing inwardly, he prepared several talismans and spells, adding auxiliary techniques like the Lightness Spell to his body.

After setting up these defenses, Lin Xuan felt it was still not enough. He took out all his medium and low-grade defensive talismans, creating a series of barriers around him before settling down.

His actions caught their attention; even though Qin Yan’s consciousness was focused on her opponent, she couldn’t help but glance at him.

"Ah, there's one more fish that escaped. Good, I’ll send both of you to hell," Senior Immortal Qingling smiled, his expression turning grim as he felt the pressure from the two fleeing techniques. He believed that killing two Foundation Establishment stage disciples would be like crushing ants; Qin Yan’s previous escape attempts wouldn’t work again.

Before he could finish speaking, a burst of red light and heat waves hit them. Several firebirds the size of eagles and a thick snake flew towards them.

Lin Xuan was the first to act. Since there was no chance for a peaceful resolution, he decided to take the initiative. He hoped to force his opponent into an opening so that he could escape.

The talismans were just the initial attack. Lin Xuan’s right hand shot out as he sent his sword flying towards the enemy.

Then, with a flick of his consciousness, he retrieved the Golden Thread from his storage bracelet. Pointing at it, it transformed into a venomous snake. Amidst the chaos, another batch of talismans appeared in his hands.

Given that his opponent was a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, Lin Xuan did not dare to be careless. He deployed two precious artifacts and tossed out talismans like they were free, hoping to catch his opponent off guard and allow him to escape via his streak of light.

However, a yellow light shield protected Senior Immortal Qingling’s body. Several medium-grade talismans exploded but failed to harm him.

A Spirit Shield!

Lin Xuan’s eyes narrowed as he realized the formidable defense of a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator. He didn’t know that Fire Spirit Sect’s sect leader was equally surprised.

Talismans were difficult to create and materials were precious, making medium-grade ones already valuable. A minor Foundation Establishment disciple would not have such luxury, nor would they even possess such resources.

But this was just the beginning of his surprise. Seeing Lin Xuan deploy two more artifacts, including a superior-grade sword, Fire Spirit Sect’s sect leader wondered who could be his mentor.

A Foundation Establishment stage cultivator with such power and wealth—such a figure did not exist among the low-rank practitioners in Yanzhou!

In an instant, both artifacts approached them. Senior Immortal Qingling muttered as he flicked his sleeves, sending two streaks of yellow light to engage the sword and Golden Thread.

Almost immediately, Lin Xuan felt blood surging through his chest and his mana rapidly draining out. This alarmed him; Foundation Establishment stage cultivators were not meant to be endured.

A brilliant blue light appeared from the left, joining the battle as Qin Yan helped with her attack.

Feeling a slight reduction in pressure, Lin Xuan heaved a sigh of relief. He quickly took out some crystals to replenish his mana and retrieved the Hundred Souls Flag.

Ghostly wails filled the air as dark winds blew.

"Evil Artifact!"

Senior Immortal Qingling’s expression changed as he recognized the Hundred Souls Flag. He was alarmed, wondering if this young man might be a cultivator of evil arts.

While the techniques of evildoers were unique and fraught with flaws, they proved more powerful in their early stages compared to ordinary cultivators. With his late-stage Foundation Establishment stage, Senior Immortal Qingling should not have feared two juniors, but he was injured from recent practice errors and could only use one-third of his strength temporarily.

His weapons had also been damaged, unable to be used as he recuperated within himself.

He wasn’t fighting with artifacts; instead, he relied on his profound cultivation to transform mana into实体.

This transformation technique was a highly advanced spell that late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators learned. While the solidified mana was inferior to true artifacts, it still held immense power.

Otherwise, the difference between late-stage Foundation Establishment and full-mastery Foundation Establishment would be too great for Lin Xuan and Qin Yan’s treasures to offer any resistance.

Even with only one-third of his strength and unable to use his artifact, he easily gained the upper hand.

But seeing Lin Xuan pull out an Evil Artifact, Senior Immortal Qingling had to take it seriously. As a sect leader, he was well-versed in various ancient texts that mentioned the mysterious techniques of evildoers.

With injuries, he needed to be cautious and avoid any unexpected pitfalls.

With this thought, Senior Immortal Qingling formed a peculiar hand seal…

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