Most of the Blood Robe cultivator's divine abilities were focused on those blood insects. Under Lu Xuan's heavy investnt, bombarded from all angles by more than twenty top-grade treasures, he dissipated into nothingness.
His mind couldn't help but feel a mont of daze.
Just as the deep black sword radiance was about to fly towards him, a cyan humanoid puppet suddenly flashed out and stood in front of the Blood Robe cultivator.
"Still not waking up? Do you want to obediently await death?"
A chilly voice resounded in the Blood Robe cultivator's mind.
The cultivator instantly beca alert, while a dark-gray banner flew out, emitting a gust of Yin wind, from which countless resentful souls poured out.
Seeing this, Lu Xuan's thoughts stirred, and the deep black sword radiance underwent a transformation.
In an instant, it turned into nurous deep black owls, soaring swiftly in the fierce wind, with lightning flashing on their wings.
When the resentful souls ca into contact with them, they shattered like bubbles with a crisp sound.
Dozens, hundreds, thousands of sword qi swooped down from all directions towards the Blood Robe cultivator.
The heavily reinforced fourth-grade Wind and Thunder Sword, combined with the Sky Sword Sect's renowned fourth-grade "Thousand Owls Sword Art," under the joint force, cut the heavily injured Blood Robe cultivator into pieces.
A green light burst out from his body, hastily flying towards a short cultivator at lightning speed.
Lu Xuan remained calm, with the Soul-Inducing Lamp floating in front of him, nurous tentacle-like dark-red lamp tassels swaying freely beneath the lamp base.
The remaining consciousness of the Blood Robe cultivator felt an imnse attraction coming from the direction of the lantern, involuntarily drifting back towards it and turning into a clear face within the pale light of the lantern.
"From which sinister sect do you co, that you would not even let the soul pass on, leaving one unable to enter the cycle of reincarnation?"
The short cultivator looked at the eerie lantern in the air, asking with a solemn expression.
"I am just treating others as they treat . When you devour a cultivator's blood and refine their corpses into puppets, did you ever think you might end up like this?"
Lu Xuan sneered, his Wind and Thunder Sword dancing in his hand, nurous deep black sword radiance whistling towards the short cultivator.
The short cultivator knew well how difficult Lu Xuan was to deal with. Even though his cultivation level was far higher, he felt extre dread in his heart.
Although Lu Xuan had already used a fourth-grade sword symbol and many third-grade treasures, the short cultivator dared not gamble on whether Lu Xuan still had similar treasures in his possession.
The cultivator's originally diminutive figure suddenly shrank rapidly, then turned into countless black lines, shooting into various apertures of the cyan-grey puppets.
In an instant, it seed as if dozens of puppets gained sentience simultaneously, using various body techniques and spells, all attacking Lu Xuan.
Lu Xuan's figure flickered, sword radiance shot out, shattering one of the cyan-grey puppets that approached him into pieces.
With a step, he turned into a floating light, dodging the attacks of three puppets while the sword qi of Wind and Thunder slashed towards the nearest puppet.
Suddenly, a strong gust of wind blew from behind.
The cyan-grey puppet that had been shattered into pieces jumped up from the ground, slashing, smashing, and pounding towards Lu Xuan.
A sound like a weeping infant echoed, and a three-foot-tall straw doll appeared out of thin air behind Lu Xuan.
The doll was woven from countless fine dry straws, and its facial features faintly resembled Lu Xuan's.
The Evil Infant Substitute, which had been hanging around his waist, intercepted the sudden attack of the shattered puppet.
Lu Xuan snapped back to reality, inwardly calling it a stroke of luck.
If it weren't for the Evil Infant Substitute blocking the attack, he might have suffered considerable injuries from such a bizarre assault.
He hadn't expected that even after the puppet was shattered into pieces, it could still launch such a fierce sudden attack.
"The puppets are naturally fearless of death. Now, with the integration of that short cultivator, their attacking thods are endless. Even the fragnts pose a lethal threat to ."
"The imdiate task is to root out the cultivators hidden within the puppets."
"While the body can transform into countless black lines, the soul is extrely difficult to do so. Unless he has the soul strength of the Core Formation Realm, or practices an extrely rare soul-splitting technique."
Lu Xuan's thoughts turned, and a thin layer of spiritual energy covered the surface of his pupils.
Under the Illusion Breaking Eye Technique, his eyes could vaguely perceive the black lines hidden within the puppets, sensing their quantity, length, and corresponding changes.
He pretended not to notice the secrets of the puppets and continued to engage with nurous puppets.
"Now is the ti!"
A puppet sneaked up to Lu Xuan, but under the effect of his eye technique, the black lines inside this puppet were obviously stronger than others, highly likely hiding the soul of a cultivator.
Just as the puppet was about to launch an attack, suddenly, a crack appeared in front of him, and a gray-white pupil erged from the crack, emotionlessly staring at the puppet.
The soul of the cultivator hidden within the puppet felt his consciousness plumting instantaneously, as countless illusions dragged
him into a chaotic realm.
Realizing the danger, he rged his mind, only to wake up and find a towering sword intent locking onto him.
"Starfall Sword Symbol!"
The teor on the surface of Lu Xuan's sword symbol streaked across, the sword intent burning with an unparalleled fierceness, attacking the puppet.
In the blink of an eye, the soul of the short cultivator transferred to another puppet beside him.
But like a teor, the sword qi seed to have already locked onto him completely, changing direction and following closely behind, smashing the puppet into pieces, directly sublimating it.
As the teor sword qi advanced, its speed and power increased, tracing a beautiful arc, slicing all the puppets into nothingness.
The cultivator's soul hidden within the puppets dispersed along with them.
"By completely dealing with all the puppets, there's no need to worry about finding you."
Lu Xuan muttered softly.
Among the three types of sword symbols produced by the Sword-Nurturing Gourd, the Howling Sea Sword Symbol had a group attack thod, with sword qi surging like waves.
The Grand Sun Sword Symbol could capture hearts and intimidate the mind, its sword qi was fierce and overbearing.
As for the Starfall Sword Symbol, it was the strongest in single-target attacks, the fastest in speed, possessing a resolute determination to not stop until the opponent was killed.
"Unfortunately, there's no chance for you to bet on how many sword symbols are still in my storage bag."
Lu Xuan muttered silently as he picked up the storage bag of the short cultivator.
"Hmm, why does the cooling sensation from the Jade of Purity seem to increase rather than decrease?"
Lu Xuan suddenly felt a surge in his heart, sweeping his spiritual awareness over, only to find that at so point, the black qi at the bottom of the jade pool had beco extrely dense.
It was like substantial snow lting under the scorching sun, rapidly dissolving.
"No matter what your background is, it's better to keep so mystery."
Lu Xuan closed the jade book, and the golden crow in the air let out a clear cry, transforming into a white light and diving into the jade book.
Only the surging pure white flas were still burning fiercely.
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