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第五卷 天云十二州 第九百六十七章 魔化之物

After the Cloud Ridge Mountain, Fourth Sword Path stumbled along with numerous dangers.

However, whether it was traps or prohibitions, or even demons and monsters, any that appeared here could only be exterminated. With Tian Xiaojian's current strength, they posed no threat to him naturally.

But this cunning fellow also noticed something amiss in the area.

Originally, he had come here out of curiosity after hearing that Lin Xuan had advanced to the Immortal Core stage. Now, he was unwilling to continue risking his life.

After a moment’s hesitation, Tian Xiaojian decided to return via the same path.

Although surrounded by mist, Tian Xiaojian had already used secret techniques to mark the way when they arrived.

Returning along the original path would be much safer.

However, Tian Xiaojian's magical light was not particularly swift. He quietly summoned several protective treasures as he had seen too many corpses of cultivators on his journey.

Although he possessed formidable divine powers, he did not dare to be careless.

"Hey, Fourth Senior Sister is here too? I really should have greeted you properly," Tian Xiaojian said with a kind smile at the corner of his mouth. However, there was an evil glint in his eyes.

This woman was also a disciple of the Great Elder of Liuyao Sect. She and he were supposed to be fellow students, but secretly, she regarded him as a thorn in her eye.

If it weren't for his alertness just now, even if she hadn’t fallen, she would have been severely injured.

"Senior Sister, how did you find me?" The woman's face was filled with venom. However, combined with her seductive skills, it had an irresistible allure to men.

"Tsk, Senior Sister, that’s a good question. But do I really need to tell you anything?" Tian Xiaojian sneered as he spoke. Her seduction had no effect on him at all.

He waved his hand and the immortal sword, which emitted flashes of demonic light, flew before him. It was the soul-infused treasure weapon he had painstakingly crafted—Yuanming Shuixin Sword.

"Very well, very well, Junior Brother, you are indeed impressive. But today, you won’t be leaving alive," the woman said as she stretched her hand and tapped her waist. A banner flag appeared in her hands.

Her master always favored this young man and even had thoughts of passing down his legacy to him. This was something that the few senior disciples who entered first could not bear to see.

However, at the main hall with so many people around and under Master’s protection, they dared not act rashly. But now...

The Cloud Ridge Mountain was fraught with danger, and countless cultivators had perished here. It was an ideal place to eliminate this Junior Brother without leaving any traces behind.

This woman originally intended to use her shadow puppet to attack secretly, saving herself a lot of effort. However, she lost the soul-infused puppet to him.

She was both shocked and angry, so she decided to act alone now.

"Oh, Senior Sister wants to kill me? Can I escort you to the netherworld?" Tian Xiaojian said calmly as he stretched his hand forward and shouted, "Quickly!"

The soul-infused sword flashed, and layer upon layer of ghostly shadows appeared like a tide, rushing towards the hurricane.

On another peak.

A young man in a green robe stood arrogantly. Countless green sword qi danced around him, creating an awe-inspiring scene.

Behind him was a beautiful maiden who wielded a short sword-like treasure. The green light flickered, but it lacked the ease and comfort of the youth's.

Around them, numerous strange beasts flew about. They looked like eyeballs the size of heads with bat-like wings, appearing bizarrely.

Wu Yun'er, though an Immortal Core cultivator, had come from a cultivation family and later became a disciple of Ouyang Qinxin. She was well-versed in knowledge due to her family's heritage. But before her eyes were creatures she had never heard of or seen.

From those eyeballs, black beams of light could be emitted, powerful enough to match the full power of a Foundation Establishment中期 cultivator.

If there were just a few, Wu Yun'er might have been able to withstand them, but with thousands, it would be impossible for her to fight back.

However, Master Lin did not seem strained at all.

Along the way, Lin Xuan had already displayed countless astonishing abilities—demons and monsters, traps, prohibitions, and other unnamed dangers. He effortlessly defused them one by one.

Wu Yun'er was familiar with the divine powers of an Immortal Core cultivator; she earned the nickname "Charming Fairy" for her sweet tongue, which made her a favorite of Master Ouyang Qinxin. She had even attended an Immortal Core-level trade fair and seen two senior Immortal Core cultivators sparring.

But compared to this Lin Master, they were in different leagues.

Was this Senior Brother actually a Great Cultivator pretending to be only at the middle stage?

Wu Yun'er was not surprised by his thoughts. After all, with her Immortal Core cultivation, she could only sense that he was an Immortal Core cultivator but couldn't determine his exact level.

Throughout their journey, Lin Xuan had displayed numerous divine powers, but now, those green sword qi seemed to be casually released without using any treasure. Yet, they were even stronger than her Xuanqing Sword.

Her master's old friend, yet the region of Youzhou was supposed to be a wilderness; how could there be such powerful cultivators?

Wu Yun'er felt curious but looked at Lin Xuan with more respect.

A blood rain fell, but it was all blocked by a green light curtain. Lin Xuan expanded the Nine Heavens Spirit Shield’s range, protecting Wu Yun'er as well. It wouldn’t be dangerous for her.

Although the sword qi was sharp, there were too many monsters. After nearly an hour, they were finally all exterminated.

Lin Xuan retracted his hand and stared at the corpses in silence.

"Senior Brother, are these the demons you mentioned?" Wu Yun'er’s weak voice entered his ears, as if she feared disturbing him.

"Humph, demons aren’t that weak. These are just ordinary beasts that have been corrupted by evil," Lin Xuan said with a sneer.

Although they were low-grade demonic creatures, their sheer numbers made them almost certain death for cultivators below the Immortal Core stage.

This was an extremely formidable checkpoint; it seemed they were close to the central area.

"What? Ordinary beasts corrupted by evil?" Wu Yun'er was stunned. Her face showed disbelief.

"Senior Brother, are you saying this is a lie?"

"No need to be afraid, I’m not that kind of person," Lin Xuan said with a gentle smile. Wu Yun'er blushed as she had been caught off guard. Most old Immortal Core cultivators were temperamental, but this Senior Brother was just like Master Ouyang—gentle and amiable. No wonder they were good friends.

Lin Xuan didn’t know what the girl was thinking. He flicked his finger, and a green glow shot out. It rolled over a corpse nearby, extracting a dark black bead. Then he muttered some words and cast another spell. The corpse glowed and changed shape.

Lin Xuan remained calm, but Wu Yun'er couldn't help staring wide-eyed, her hand covering her mouth as she stammered: "No, no way, this, this"

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