Showing weakness had taken effect; the other side had indeed fallen into his trap.
A savage glint flashed across Lin Xuan's face. This time, he did not dodge. Instead, he drew in a breath, circulated the Dharma Power within his body slightly, and at once, an astonishing aura spread out.
His realm had not changed, yet the aura he gave off was more than twice as strong as before.
Lin Xuan raised his right hand and swung it toward the other party's sharp claws.
At the same time, he opened his mouth, and a mass of four-colored, glazed flame spewed out.
The Phantom Spirit Heaven Fire had only just left his mouth when it went chi chi, swelling wildly in the wind. In the blink of an eye, it transformed into a huge fireball roughly ten feet across.
Bang!
The fireball burst apart, turning into several smaller clusters of flame.
Then those flames surged slightly, like fledglings breaking from their shells, and from each one emerged a Fire Bird about a foot long.
Their appearances, however, were all different.
Their attributes were also distinct, representing cold, deadly poison, corrosion, and devouring.
Even a goshawk seizing a rabbit had to use all its strength.
Lin Xuan either did not strike at all, or once he did, it was a thunderbolt blow, seeking to kill the enemy in a single strike.
"Damn it, this brat was actually luring me in!"
The monster's expression turned incomparably ugly. By now, it was already too late to dodge. In his fury, he could only stretch out his hand and pound it viciously against his chest.
With this movement, several exceptionally ancient-looking black runes drifted out from the surface of his body.
Yin energy surged greatly, and those runes likewise swelled wildly in the wind.
Then