Chapter 1038
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However, although Lu Xiaotian was on high alert, he didn't panic in the slightest. He calmly used his Spiritual Sense to search the area over and over again.
What kind of person could be so good at concealment? Lu Xiaotian constantly observed his surroundings. His several Secondary Primordial Spirits searched everywhere. Although he still couldn't reach the point where not a drop of water could leak out, within a certain distance, even a Great Cultivator wouldn't find it easy to do it flawlessly.
Perhaps it was underground. If the Magnolia Purpurea was still asleep, he wouldn't be able to use the Magnolia Purpurea to explore deeper underground for the time being.
Lu Xiaotian was secretly vexed when he suddenly exclaimed in surprise. He still didn't see any signs of other cultivators or Yao Cultivators. However, Lu Xiaotian discovered an extremely strange thing. In the northwest direction, about five or six kilometers away, there seemed to be an extra small mound among the originally raised small mounds. This small mound was less than ten feet in radius.
Previously, Lu Xiaotian's Secondary Primordial Spirits had repeatedly searched in this direction several times. However, at this time, Lu Xiaotian was somewhat skeptical. He wasn't completely sure. However, in the end, he still had some doubts in his heart. While he was still vigilant against the appearance of hidden enemies, he also secretly paid attention to the location of this mound.
Under the circumstances where the enemy had yet to launch an attack, Lu Xiaotian didn't have any intention of using the Real Illusion Ice Pupil for the time being. After all, the Real Illusion Ice Pupil consumed the Fa Li in the Magic Orb. After using it a certain number of times, it also required a certain amount of time to recover. Unless it was absolutely necessary, Lu Xiaotian didn't want to waste this incomparably precious skill of the Magic Orb. Keeping it for a rainy day was a pretty good backup plan after all.
In Lu Xiaotian's subconscious mind, the Magic Orb's skill came from the Magic Orb after all. It wasn't a skill that he could truly control. As he advanced, this skill would have a chance to be used again in the future. In a fundamental sense, the Magic Orb's skill couldn't completely be regarded as his own strength.
If he could use his own Primordial Spirit and battle experience to make the correct judgment, it would undoubtedly be the most reliable.
Lu Xiaotian made a mental note. The Eight-footed Magic Ox, Luo Qian, and Qiao Lan were battling the Goateed Elder and the bald middle-aged man. The Goateed Elder and middle-aged man were gradually unable to hold on. as if they didn't wait for the expected reinforcements, their faces gradually showing signs of being unable to hold on... His gaze gradually drifted around.
Lu Xiaotian sneered. The expressions of the two men had undoubtedly confirmed his judgment. ........................................................
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Lu Xiaotian was only able to discover the other party's location by relying on the strength and attentiveness of his primordial spirit. He didn't really break the other party's technique. It could be said that there was a bit of luck involved.
In truth, Lu Xiaotian was also incomparably shocked. He had clearly discovered the other party's whereabouts, but even with the strength of his Primordial Spirit, he still couldn't see what the other party's true form was.
Could it be that the other party had used some sort of treasure?
"Lord Xin, save me!" The goateed elder was the first to succumb. Under the attack of the Eight-footed Demonic Ox, his chest was viciously smashed by a hammer. His entire body was smashed to smithereens by the stone hammer. The Eight-footed Demonic Ox opened its mouth wide and sucked the broken body of the goateed elder into its mouth. A faint layer of bloody light faintly appeared on the Eight-Footed Magic Ox's body.
The Goateed Elder's Nascent Soul frantically escaped from his battered body, not being sucked into the Eight-Footed Magic Ox's mouth.
However, Lu Xiaotian had already noticed this from the side. When it came to capturing Nascent Soul cultivators, Lu Xiaotian believed that there were very few Nascent Soul cultivators of the same cultivation level as him, and there were even fewer Nascent Soul cultivators or Nascent Soul cultivators of the same cultivation level that could escape from him. In a situation where he had prepared for so long, how could he allow the Goateed Elder's Nascent Soul to escape?
Under the control of Lu Xiaotian's Nascent Soul, the Soul-Capturing Net was neither fast nor slow. It just happened to block the Goateed Elder's Nascent Soul's path of retreat.
"You want to leave? Not so easy." Lu Xiaotian let out a long laugh. His figure was like a shadow as he leapt across the ground several times, blocking the Goateed Elder's Nascent Soul's path of escape. At this moment, Lu Xiaotian's main body was not very far from the extra stone that had appeared under the tree. Moreover, his back was facing this potential enemy.
Lu Xiaotian didn't seem to notice the strange scene behind him at all. He stretched out a finger and sent out another Soul-Capturing Net. Capturing a Nascent Soul was no easier than killing a cultivator of the same level. For example, with the Eight-Legged Demonic Ox's strength, killing one or two early Nascent Soul stage cultivators was a piece of cake. However, although the Eight-Legged Demonic Ox had killed the Goateed Elder, it was too late to use the escaping Nascent Soul.
At this moment, Lu Xiaotian wanted to capture this Nascent Soul so that he could store enough human Nascent Souls for his Blood Cauldron Demon Refining Formation. At the very least, Lu Xiaotian seemed to have expended more than half of his energy.
And just as Lu Xiaotian was controlling the Soul-Capturing Net to capture the Goateed Elder, the stone that had suddenly appeared under the tree not far behind Lu Xiaotian suddenly exploded. A middle-aged woman with a sallow complexion and cold eyes shot out. Several crystal daggers that seemed to be shrouded in mist hurtled towards Lu Xiaotian. The mist surrounding the daggers gave off a strange feeling that they were both real and illusory.
The Soul-Capturing Net just happened to capture the Nascent Soul of the Goateed Elder. Controlling the Soul-Capturing Net didn't require much transcendence energy. When he was capturing the Nascent Soul of the Goateed Elder, Lu Xiaotian deliberately turned his back to the stone.
This was to make the other party take the initiative to attack. Although he had discovered the other party's whereabouts, Lu Xiaotian was still extremely wary of this extremely mysterious enemy. If he took the initiative to attack, Lu Xiaotian didn't have the confidence to succeed in one fell swoop. Thus, he used capturing the Nascent Soul to lure the other party into attacking.
The middle-aged woman thought that she was about to succeed. Sword Qi surged, and eight faintly discernible flying swords suddenly fell like pillars from the heavens. They abruptly enveloped the white-clothed middle-aged woman and the daggers that were emitting mist.
Lu Xiaotian had been storing up power for a long time. Once the sword formation was activated, it exploded with absolute power. Transcendence energy surged in all directions. The crisscrossing sword Qi flew back and forth at a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye. Clang clang clang! The sound of swords clashing rang out incessantly.
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