an just blew away the smoke, he saw two dark blue demon lizards. Their short and strong front paws had already ripped through Wu Yan's protective spirit shield. One of them had a wound on its body, pr...The Xianji Desert is perpetually shrouded in wind and sand. Both immortals and demons rarely appear in this area, with only a few cacti, burrowing rodents, and other sparse life forms indicating that it is not entirely lifeless.

Moments later, the man in black appeared at the location Lu Xia Tian had specified. Looking at the swirling sand, the man in black's eyes flickered a few times. Just as he was wondering why Lu Xia Tian hadn't arrived yet, he suddenly looked up again. A green figure flashed past above him.

"Even without his true form present, Dongfang Dan Saint is being too cautious. This is still the realm of Yu Xuan Heavenly Court. If I had the ability to attack you, this place wouldn't be much different from Lingxiao Immortal Palace."

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The man in black chuckled, seemingly unconcerned by Lu Xia tian's excessive caution.

“I'm just too lazy to make a trip, so spit it out, what's up” Although a projection was destroyed at the Dà Rì Xiān Zōng earlier, causing Lu Xiaotian some losses, this short distance wouldn't have much of an impact.

"I heard that the Eastern Dan Saint is going to the Xuan Yong Battlefield," said the man in black.

“If you can’t say it in one sentence, there’s no need to say anything at all.” Lu Xia Tian swept a cold glance at the other person. The two had no acquaintance, and the other person acting so mysteriously was just wasting his time.

"We kindly request that the Eastern Dan Saint join us on the Xuan Yong battlefield for a period of time and lend us your strength."

"It's pointless and a waste of my time. Goodbye. You'd best stay far away from Lingxiao Palace, or don't blame me for being unkind."

Lu Xia Tian let out a cold snort. He wanted to help, but the other party was acting so evasive, not revealing anything at all. Now, only an unknown nobody had appeared. He really didn't have the interest in continuing this charade.

“Oh I’d like to see how you disrespect me, even without my presence here, you dare speak so boldly.” The man in black seemed to intentionally provoke Lu Xiaoteng's anger.

“It seems you’re simply looking for trouble, then as you wish. I won’t even need to be there myself to deal with you.” Lu Xiaofeng’s projection smiled upon hearing this. This was much better; at least he would make a statement or taunt before starting anything. That way, Lu Xiaofeng could react accordingly.

Lu Xiaotian guessed that the man behind this was most likely Emperor Qinling. As for why the other party would act so provocatively, perhaps it was out of dissatisfaction with him. Every person has ambition. Lu Xiaotian had been famous in the fairy world for some time, and naturally there were those who wanted to use him as a whetstone to prove themselves.

As soon as Lü Xiaotien's voice fell, he pushed his palm forward. A giant palm print with a radius of dozens of miles rose from the ground and grabbed towards the man in black robe from bottom to top.

The black-robed man, refusing to yield, shot skyward. A black chain flew out from his sleeve, instantly thickening and lengthening like a towering pillar as it descended from the heavens.

Immediately, the black-robed man's face contorted in surprise. The expected earth-shattering collision did not occur. Instead, as the black sawtooth chain swung down, its speed gradually slowed until it was finally grasped in that giant hand.

Instantly, a tremendous suction force spread along the black chain at an astonishing speed. The man in black robes was taken aback and tried desperately to break free, but the immense gravity from the giant hand below prevented him from escaping in the short term.

Immediately, the man in black robe let out a startled cry and with a wave of his hand, three azure conch shells flew out. Their mouths pointed forward, unleashing a terrifying hurricane that swept up. Centered around the man in black robe, this fairy thorn land was whipped into a frenzy, with swirling yellow sand that could obscure the sun and sky.

No matter how the hurricane raged, the astonishing gravity below remained undiminished, instead becoming even more intense.

The swirling dust, soaring into the void, surged and formed a mountain range that stretched as far as the eye could see. Within this shadowy mountain range, gravity, repulsion, tearing forces, and all manner of strange powers intertwined, causing the black-robed man's aura to fluctuate wildly.

Immediately, a sword shadow descended from the sky and slashed down. The man in black robes, sensing something amiss, was taken aback. This strike seemed to tear his soul apart completely.

The man in black robe threw out his hand, and a green bell flew out, covering him completely. With a buzzing sound, the man and the bell were cut apart by the flying sword and sent flying. Before the man in black could react, a giant flame palm slapped down from the void.

The robed man, though struggling desperately, could not change his fate of being engulfed by the raging fire clouds. Immediately, those sand-dust condensed mountain shadows were swallowed by the fire clouds.

After a moment, the robed man exerted all his might to blast open the fiery cloud. However, the descending mountain shadows had already reached above his head. The robed man struggled desperately to withstand their crushing weight. Though he wanted to escape, an uncanny force still bound him in place.

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“Times have changed, I told you that the young master Dongfang is not someone who can be easily commanded. You didn't believe me back then, but now do you” At this moment, a hearty laughter echoed from deep within the sandstorm.

“Qin Tong was unwilling to accept defeat. He had already suffered a loss, so let the young master from the East forgive him this time.” As soon as his voice fell, another man in a black robe, with a dignified and imposing face, slowly walked out of the dust.

Beside him stood a middle-aged scholar in blue, looking at Lu Xia Tian with a hint of surprise in his eyes. "Young friend, your progress over the years has been remarkable. You have integrated several laws into your being, though you haven't yet reached great accomplishment. Even casual celestial immortals are no match for you now."

"You two are too kind." As the words left his lips, the sand-dust mountain condensing in mid-air dissipated. Lu Xiaoteng's projection avatar reappeared.

Suddenly, losing the pressure, the man in black who had just fought with his shadow clone, felt his legs go weak. He hurriedly supported himself with his arms, barely avoiding the embarrassment of kneeling down. Qin Tong looked at Lu Xiaottian with anger in his eyes, along with a hint of fear he couldn't hide.

As both were celestial beings of extraordinary strength, the opponent had reached such a terrifying level. Previously, Qin Tong had heard some talk about him and hadn't quite believed it. But after this encounter, he realized that the opponent was even more formidable than the rumors suggested.

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This is still just a mere avatar of the opponent, not even the main body has descended. How could an avatar alone be so powerful Even some avatars created by Golden Immortal powerhouses wouldn't be this strong, would they

In fact, the reason for this was that it was too close to Lingxiao Palace. Lu Xiaoteng could use more means through his projection avatar here. If he were in a location like where the Binglei Hall of Dayi Xianzong was located, Lu Xiaoteng's projection avatar would not be able to achieve such power.

Of course, if it were the true self present, this man in black robes would have no power to resist. In fact, this man in black robes had also cultivated to a considerable extent. The purity of the fairy essence between the two sides was not significantly different. Even Qin Tong's wind system law was close to perfection, and Lu Xia Tian didn't have any law power that surpassed the other side much. It was just that in the fusion and application of different laws, the two were not on the same level at all.

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