The arrival of the two leaders from Black Python Mountain instantly complicated the battlefield.
These two were renowned near Yan City, fearsome beyond measure. Many Yuan Dan Completion masters had perished by their hands.
"How did they end up allied with the Blood Wolf Gang? Could it be to challenge my Wan Jin Chamber?"
Xia Wan Jin's heart tightened. Such powerful figures would never appear without reason.
The Wan Jin Chamber and the Blood Wolf Gang had long vied in open and covert ways, each looking for an opportunity to strike.
Seeing the Black Python Mountain duo, Xia Wan Jin sensed danger.
If Lin Xuan hadn't revealed himself earlier, Wan Jin Chamber might have suffered a catastrophic loss today.
He shivered at the thought.
"President Xia, Master, you need only watch. I won't act without confidence," Lin Xuan said calmly, holding the Blood Soul Spear, battle intent rising.
"Good. Focus on Yue Shan; I'll monitor the two from Black Python Mountain," Xia Wan Jin replied, slowly stepping back, eyes locked on Han Zong and Han Sheng.
Since they were cooperating with the Blood Wolf Gang, they were his enemies.
"Stay close...I'm right behind you," Yan Xuan transmitted through spiritual communication, also leaping onto the battlefield.
From Lin Xuan's previous display, he could see that Lin Xuan had surpassed Third-Rank Alchemist mastery. With his powerful personal talisman, he could even contend with a Fourth-Rank Alchemist.
Not to mention, Lin Xuan was still a small completion Yuan Dan and wielded a spiritual treasure!
"Be careful, Yue Shan. That spear in his hand is likely a spiritual treasure...its power is immense," Han Zong warned.
Having his own spiritual treasure, he knew its strength surpassed ordinary weapons.
"A spiritual treasure?" Yue Shan's eyes lit up.
He had seen Han Zong's weapon....it had killed many of equal rank.
If he could acquire Lin Xuan's spear…
His eyes burned with desire.
"Heh, a treasure is useless without skill. Counting on external power to exceed your level? Foolish."
Yue Shan sneered, Yuan energy surging to form protective layers of pure Yuan aura around him.
Buzz!
The Blood Soul Spear emitted a sharp whistle as Lin Xuan struck.
Blood-red runes on the spear ignited under his Yuan energy, forming a crimson lance of power.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Yue Shan drew a black spear from his Qiankun Bag. It shot out like a black dragon, colliding with Lin Xuan's Blood Soul Spear.
"Your spear isn't hard enough!" Lin Xuan sneered, golden Yuan energy enveloping his spear, smashing Yue Shan's black spear to pieces in moments.
"A spiritual treasure, indeed!"
Yue Shan drew a deep breath, eyes blazing at the Blood Soul Spear.
"Your spear skills are mediocre...such a treasure is wasted in your hands."
He mocked Lin Xuan, discarding the broken spear, and charged with both fists.
Lin Xuan had only learned a second-grade spear technique. Against a small completion Yuan Dan like Yue Shan, it seemed inadequate.
But the Blood Soul Spear was never his ultimate weapon.
Boom!
Yue Shan's punch exploded forward, pure Yuan energy erupting like a volcanic blast. A faint mountain shape formed within the energy, the pressure wind cutting toward Lin Xuan.
"Qimen Seal!"
Lin Xuan receded the spear, hands forming a rapid seal.
Having honed his technique to near perfection, he no longer needed to gradually build power...Qimen Seal's full might unleashed instantly.
Golden light gathered, and he struck with his palm, sending the luminous seal toward Yue Shan's fists.
Boom!
The golden seal shattered Yue Shan's pure Yuan aura. His fist twisted, arm deformed, and his body was hurled back.
Yuan energy swept across Yan City's square. Lin Xuan pressed forward, firing Fragmented Yuan Needles at Yue Shan relentlessly.
"Master Yue Shan!"
Han Zong and Han Sheng's expressions changed drastically.
A yellow flash shot toward Yue Shan.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Lin Xuan's Fragmented Yuan Needles were destroyed, even rendered useless.
"A spiritual treasure!"
Through his Insight Eyes, Lin Xuan saw a tiny yellow weapon, thumb-sized, covered in serrated teeth....a miniature dagger.
"Destroyed my Fragmented Yuan Needles? Then your treasure will compensate," Lin Xuan said, eyes gleaming. His spiritual energy surged, wrapping around the yellow blade.
"You dare steal my Moyun Blade!" Han Zong shouted, surging with Yuan energy to reclaim it.
But against a Talisman Master, it was futile. Three Tianxuan Talismans shot from Lin Xuan's dantian, creating vortexes that drew the Moyun Blade back effortlessly.
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