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第五卷 天云十二州 第九百三十六章 疑点重重的对手

After Lin Xuan left Qingshi City, he flew for several thousand miles before landing at D遁光 Mountain. His speed slowed down as a series of crackling sounds echoed around him, and a black aura appeared on his face.

His figure suddenly shrank by an inch or so, the black aura dispersing to reveal a completely different appearance. The once youthful-looking elder transformed into a middle-aged man in his forties.

A smug smile played at the corners of his mouth. Even if those old monsters in the city hadn't noticed anything amiss, it was too late now. This blackened situation could not only frame Tongyu but also become an opportunity for his sect to gain ground.

Just as he thought this, a strange sound came from his waist pouch, causing him to frown and stiffen slightly.

He slowly turned his head to look at some empty space: "Which one of you dares to follow me secretly?"

"Not bad, not bad. A mere初级 cultivator managed to spot my movements. What kind of spirit beast is in your waist pouch? It's quite intriguing."

A light chuckle entered his ears as the air around him rippled like water waves. From about a hundred feet away, a figure gradually became clearer.

With his hand resting on his chin, he wore an expression of utmost cunning and calculation.

Lin Xuan smiled without speaking. Although defeating a初级 cultivator was no challenge for him, his cautious nature prevented any hint of his identity from slipping out.

The world was vast, full of wonders. His recent concealment technique had been seen through by some unknown spirit beast. He didn't know if the other party possessed any special abilities and might spread his information before dying.

Despite not knowing what this fellow's plot was, Lin Xuan knew he wasn't a lone wanderer.

In summary, Lin Xuan's actions were truly flawless.

The figure suddenly found himself in a difficult situation. The man before him appeared to be only in his twenties but was clearly an中期 cultivator who had lived for hundreds of years. His scheming was far deeper than expected, and he revealed no information.

This matter seemed strange. Although the cultivation world in Yunzhou was flourishing, the existence of an中期 cultivator meant they were among the top beings on this plane.

Moreover, once an元婴凝聚, the path to cultivation became increasingly difficult. Most old monsters were stuck at初级 stages.

中期 cultivators were rare and formidable figures, even in Yunzhou, but should not be unknown.

Unless he was from another region.

But that didn't make sense either. Why would a cultivator from another region risk this muddied waters? If it was about extorting money, his earlier actions had already revealed his intentions, yet the other party showed no interest.

Since he was meddling, there must be a deep connection with Lingyao Mountain. However, they had only moved here twenty or so years ago, and he had heard nothing of their connections with any中期 cultivators.

Unless it was an old acquaintance from Youzhou, but that region was desolate, home to only one unlucky fellow called the Extreme Demon Sovereign.

He felt a headache coming on; this person's identity was like a fog, leaving no clues.

As his thoughts raced, the man's expression turned completely grim: "You really want to oppose me. I advise you not to get involved in this muddied waters. Condensing an元婴 is difficult, don't risk your life."

Lin Xuan felt slightly surprised. The old monster before him was only初级 but spoke with such authority. Could he have some backing?

However, his divine sense had swept the area and found no hidden dangers. This was strange.

"Are you threatening me?"

"Not really a threat, just as the saying goes: sweep your own doorstep, don't meddle in others' affairs," the man said viciously.

"The friend is right." Lin Xuan nodded approvingly without angering. "I agree, but..."

"What?"

"This matter isn't trivial for me, so you can go... die!"

Before he could finish speaking, a wave of killing intent surged from him like a flood. His sleeves flapped as dozens of sword qi, each over ten feet long, struck the man's head with the force of a mountain collapsing.

The man was both surprised and angered. He had thought Lin Xuan would be swayed by his words but was now faced with an unexpected attack.

This cunning old monster pretended to lower his guard just to reduce his vigilance.

Lin Xuan's sudden attack, though lacking in magical treasures, still dealt a significant blow. A初级 cultivator might suffer severe injuries under such surprise.

However, the man showed no fear and didn't retreat or dodge. He raised both hands, and a series of illusory movements revealed several claw-like attacks.

"Is this...?" Lin Xuan's eyes narrowed as he looked surprised.

A sharp crackling sound filled his ears as sword qi clashed with the opposing force, sending out shockwaves that shattered rocks and dimmed the sky. The first round ended in a stalemate.

Lin Xuan put away his playful expression, his gaze turning serious as he stared at his opponent.

"Unexpectedly, I also made a mistake. You're not one of us cultivators but an advanced spirit monster."

The man's sleeves fluttered in the wind, revealing black arms that had quickly withered and dried. Blue veins bulged, and his fingernails extended to an inch long, glowing with poison.

This wasn't a cultivator at all; it was clearly a魔尸.

"Youngster, if you don't want my hospitality, you'll face the Eighteen Layers of Hell."

The man's voice became hoarse as he opened his mouth wide. His eyes bulged red, and with crackling sounds, his outer robe tore apart. His flesh dried up, and inch-long black fangs appeared, shocking and terrifying.

Lin Xuan's expression darkened. He felt uneasy for some reason.

Logically, a魔尸, though stronger than its peers, was only初级 to him. Why did he feel so uncomfortable?

Moreover, the other party showed no fear of his中期 cultivator status, proving that his intuition wasn't misplaced.

Lin Xuan was puzzled but quickly calmed down. What could he be afraid of? He had fought against ancient demons and Goulu, and whatever this opponent had, it would only end in self-destruction.

With these thoughts, Lin Xuan's eyes flashed with strange light as he flipped his left hand, releasing a thick fire line from his sleeve.

It was like lightning, arriving at the opponent's face. His right hand wasn't idle either; he flicked his fingers and the Green Fire Sword fiercely slashed towards the enemy.

Such an attack would have left even an中期 cultivator scrambling for breath, but the初级魔尸 showed no fear. A fierce look appeared in its eyes as it opened its mouth to spit out a ghastly white ball of fire, transforming into a head-sized fireball that approached Lin Xuan's Fiery Inflames.

The two balls of flame collided with a loud explosion. Although the Green Illusion Mystic Fire was powerful, the ghastly fire didn't vanish but turned into a grotesque snake, stubbornly resisting.

"Surprise?"

Lin Xuan felt slightly surprised; this魔尸 indeed had something up its sleeve. Otherwise, how could it withstand his Fiery Inflames with only初级 cultivation?

Lin Xuan didn't know that the魔尸 was even more shocked inside. The Three Shocking Fireballs were famous in Yunzhou and would make even an元婴 cultivator tremble if they saw them. Although their current situation limited their full power, a mere中期 cultivator could dominate.

What kind of cultivation technique did he practice? This made both parties wary. However, the Green Fire Sword didn't hesitate; it fiercely slashed at the enemy's head like lightning.

The ghastly snake in the魔尸's eyes showed fierce determination as it raised its hands and struck his mouth twice with his fangs, shocking Lin Xuan. Was he self-mutilating before using a technique?

To Lin Xuan's surprise, the two fangs fell from the man's mouth.

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