Nascent Soul Burning

Ling Qingzhu, standing to one side, could not help narrowing her eyes as she looked at Lin Xuan after hearing his words.

Even she had failed to detect any other aura within Lin Langtian's body, yet Lin Xuan had known so clearly. Just how terrifying was his perception?

Inside the Stone Hall, everyone else's expressions changed upon hearing Lin Xuan's words. Wang Yan and Qin Shi, in particular, stared at Lin Langtian in shock.

Neither Wang Yan nor Qin Shi had expected Lin Langtian to have concealed himself so deeply.

But in the next moment, Wang Yan and Qin Shi both fixed their gazes on Lin Xuan. Even Lin Langtian, who had hidden himself so well, had been crippled by Lin Xuan in a single move. Just how unfathomable was Lin Xuan?

Under everyone's watchful eyes, an illusory figure flew out from Lin Langtian's body. After appearing, the phantom clasped his fists toward Lin Xuan with considerable politeness.

"Hehe, you misunderstand, sir. I bear no ill will toward your Lin Clan, nor have I ever incited him. In fact, when he slaughtered his own clansmen in the past to fight over resources, I even tried to persuade him otherwise. He simply refused to heed me, and there was nothing I could do!"

"Mu Shi, what are you afraid of? So long as you are willing to help me, I'll agree to any condition you name! Haven't you always wanted to possess my body? Help me kill him, and this body will be yours!"

Collapsed on the ground, Lin Langtian glared viciously at Lin Xuan. The killing intent in his scarlet eyes was utterly ferocious.

Yet Lin Xuan did not even spare Lin Langtian a glance. He merely looked at Wu Tao, who immediately stepped forward and dragged Lin Langtian back. Lin Langtian's Origin Power had already fallen to the Heavenly Yuan Realm, and Wu Tao casually tied his mouth shut as well.

Lin Dong looked at Lin Langtian being dragged back like a dead dog, his expression somewhat complicated. Probably no one would have imagined that the once-proud and lofty Lin Langtian would now become a stray dog.

Little Flame, perhaps because he disliked Lin Langtian or wanted to vent Lin Dong's anger for him, even gave Lin Langtian a hard kick, knocking him unconscious on the spot.

Mu Shi, left where he was, watched Lin Langtian gradually move farther away from him. His expression slowly shifted from awkwardness to solemnity, because an aura had firmly locked onto him, leaving him afraid to make even the slightest reckless move.

"Do you have any last words?"

Lin Xuan's indifferent voice slowly rang out. Just as Mu Shi was about to defend himself, Lin Xuan's sword directly silenced him.

Clang!

The instant the longsword left its sheath, a streak of sword light shot straight toward Mu Shi!

The sharp Sword Qi emanating from the profound blade made Mu Shi feel as though even his primordial spirit was about to be torn apart.

Watching the sword rapidly close in, Mu Shi relied on his higher realm to predict its trajectory in advance. Before the sword could reach him, he swept backward.

Whoosh!

The sword light grazed past Mu Shi's face. Lin Xuan's expression remained unchanged, but his eyes narrowed slightly. In the next instant, he turned his wrist, paused the sword, and slashed horizontally.

Mu Shi had no choice but to forcefully mobilize the power of his primordial spirit, raising his speed by another level as he retreated and dodged the strike.

Though the first strike missed, Lin Xuan was in no hurry. He simply swung his sword at Mu Shi again and again.

In Lin Xuan's hand, the sword seemed to possess a life of its own. Strike after strike came in an unending stream, forcing Mu Shi to continually expend the power of his primordial spirit to evade.

Although Mu Shi could dodge through the strength of his primordial spirit, primordial spirit power was not like Mental Energy, nor was it like Origin Power, which could be restored simply by cultivating for a while after being used.

Once too much primordial spirit power was consumed, his final fate would either be to die beneath Lin Xuan's sword or to perish when his primordial spirit power was exhausted.

I can't keep letting him wear me down like this. Otherwise, there is only one path ahead—death!

Mu Shi thought to himself. Light surged in his eyes as he took in every sword shadow from Lin Xuan's blade.

Whoosh!

The sword light flashed again, but this time Mu Shi did not dodge. Instead, he gathered the power of his primordial spirit and fiercely struck a palm toward Lin Xuan!

Boom!

Before the violent ripples could spread, they were blocked by an invisible force of Mental Energy.

Lin Xuan drifted down to the ground. His plain white robes somehow carried an otherworldly, cold elegance, and his gaze at Mu Shi remained calm.

At the side, Lin Dong's face was filled with shock as he felt the violent aura from before. Even a mere aftershock of that force would likely have gravely injured him.

"Little Marten, what realm was that mysterious primordial spirit in? How could he be so terrifying?"

"Though he was somewhat weaker than Marten Lord in life, he was still a Life and Death Profound Realm expert. And this fellow seems to be proficient in a secret soul-burning art, which is why he can unleash such powerful combat strength."

Little Marten looked at Mu Shi's primordial spirit, then at Lin Xuan, who had suppressed Mu Shi all along, and could not help clicking his tongue in wonder.

"This guy really is a monster. Tsk, tsk. He has only passed through one Nirvana Tribulation and one Wind and Thunder Tribulation, yet he can directly block an attack of primordial spirit power. That primordial spirit is in poor condition right now, but after using such a secret art, he should still possess strength comparable to the Three Yuan Nirvana Realm. Yet he is being beaten this badly. Tsk, tsk. What a pity for such a fine primordial spirit."

By the end, Little Marten's tone carried a trace of regret. If he could swallow that primordial spirit in one bite, his demon spirit would recover considerably. At the very least, dealing with some Creation Realm expert would be effortless.

Lin Dong was equally horrified upon hearing this. A Three Yuan Nirvana Realm expert was actually being beaten down by Lin Xuan, who had only just entered the Nirvana Realm?

Under Lin Dong's gaze, Mu Shi's expression gradually turned savage. A ruthless glint flashed through his eyes as he said in a sinister voice.

"Boy, you forced me to do this!"

Otherworldly Demon Mirror, Demon Soul Burning! Hehehe! Boy, you're courting death!

As Mu Shi formed seals with both hands, an icy flame appeared in the next instant. Mu Shi's primordial spirit burst into flame without any source of fire, and as the cold flames continued to burn, his aura began to rise without end.

"Damn it, that bastard burned more than half of his primordial spirit power. His strength can now barely reach the Five Yuan Nirvana Realm. Lin Dong, run!"

Sensing that overwhelmingly oppressive aura, Little Marten urgently shouted within Lin Dong's mind.

Lin Dong did not hesitate in the slightest. He immediately shouted to Lin Ke'er and the others beside him.

"Run!"