Shen Xuan was certainly not fleeing in panic.

His goal was to create distance from the demon cultivator surnamed Fan.

Demon cultivators at the Middle Stage of Foundation Establishment within a Sect likely have some secret techniques of the Demon Sect, capable of consuming their own essence to greatly enhance their combat power for a short time.

At the brink of death, they often self-destruct, taking their opponents to the grave with them.

Even if they do not die, they ensure their opponents are severely injured or have their Dao Foundation damaged.

Shen Xuan naturally did not wish to engage in close combat with the demon cultivator surnamed Fan.

As he maneuvered mid-air, he slapped his waist.

The Shadow Octopus corpse beast suddenly appeared.

Its eight long tentacles extended rapidly to the demon cultivator surnamed Fan at an unbelievable speed.

The demon cultivator surnamed Fan was terrified, waving his demon shield to protect his body.

The White Bone Demon Saber slashed down fiercely.

However, when the White Bone Demon Saber struck the tentacles of the Shadow Octopus, instead of blood splattering, the tentacles wrapped around it tightly.

The demon cultivator surnamed Fan was astounded.

What is this demon!

The Shadow Octopus was unaffected by the poison of his White Bone Demon Saber.

A sharp pain came from his Sea of Consciousness.

The Divine Sense connection between him and the White Bone Demon Saber was forcibly cut off.

He looked again at the Shadow Octopus.

It had no sign of life, distinctly a corpse!

"Taiyin Corpse Refining Technique! You actually know the secret techniques of the Corpse Refining Sect!"

The demon cultivator surnamed Fan was full of suspicion.

The disciple of the Cyan Cloud Sect was actually using authentic corpse refining techniques in magical combat!

No sooner had he finished speaking.

Seven tentacles rushed forward.

The demon cultivator surnamed Fan waved his demon shield, trying to drive away these annoying tentacles.

But soon, both he and his shield were tightly wrapped by the seven tentacles.

No matter how he struggled, the tentacles of the Shadow Octopus only tightened further.

A fierce look appeared in the eyes of the demon cultivator surnamed Fan.

The horn on his forehead suddenly flickered.

A black light flashed.

The tentacles of the Shadow Octopus that were touched by the black light were instantly severed, as if sliced by a sharp blade.

"What a powerful secret technique!"

Shen Xuan clicked his tongue in wonder.

Though he did not know what the black light was.

The ability to instantly sever the tentacles of the Shadow Octopus was not to be underestimated.

After the demon cultivator surnamed Fan emitted the black light from his horn, he took the opportunity to break free from the restraints and leapt back into the formation without looking back.

That was an admission of defeat.

Shen Xuan estimated that though the black light secret technique was powerful, it could not be used for long.

Otherwise, why would the demon cultivator surnamed Fan concede so readily.

Shen Xuan waved his hand.

The Shadow Octopus corpse beast returned to the Beast Bag.

The White Bone Demon Saber fell into his hand.

Shen Xuan casually placed it into his Storage Pouch.

He looked over at Wu Yulan's side.

She was whispering with the demon cultivator surnamed Fan.

Shen Xuan turned to look at Xiao Keyuan behind him.

Whether it was Xiao Keyuan, Zhao Zhiliang, or Tie Wenda, none were suitable to engage in combat.

He might as well perform the solo act and clear the path directly.

Shen Xuan made up his mind.

Since he's taking action, he might as well see it through.

After all, the rule was best three out of five matches, no one said he couldn't participate repeatedly.

He could earn the camaraderie of fellow sect members like Xiao Keyuan, and also owe favors to Zhao Zhiliang and Tie Wenda.

While earning some Spirit Stones, why not?

Shen Xuan loudly said, "Immortal Yulan, we are old acquaintances. Without unnecessary words, I, Shen, will continue to fight. Whom will you send to participate?"

Wu Yulan glanced at the other three, her eyes flickered.

"Everyone has to step in sooner or later. Brother Yao, how about you take the stage first?"

"Sure! I've been wanting to meet him!"

The demon cultivator surnamed Yao didn't say much, stepping straight forward.

Also at the Middle Stage of the Demon Foundation, his cultivation realm was similar to the demon cultivator surnamed Fan.

Though he agreed readily when chosen by Wu Yulan, he felt uneasy inside.

"Luckily, it's just magical combat, the worst case is conceding."

Their purpose for coming to Cyan Yang Prefecture was to collect cultivation resources to increase their own strength.

They were actually reluctant to fight against disciples of Cyan Cloud Sect.

Although the Demon Sect secret techniques were mystical and could give them some advantage over Dao cultivators of the same level.

Facing disciples from such prominent sects like the Cyan Cloud Sect, they still felt insecure.

Unlike the family cultivators and loose cultivators, who were easy to bully.

Unless pressured, with no choice, he would also be unwilling to have deadly combats with such prominent sect disciples.

The demon cultivator surnamed Yao made up his mind.

Upon stepping forward, he immediately produced a demon mirror shrouded in a blood aura.

He directed it towards Shen Xuan without saying a word.

A blood-colored light suddenly brightened in the demon mirror.

Initially extremely fine, it continuously expanded.

At a distance of several dozen feet, it could cover an area with a diameter of over ten feet.

Not knowing the depth of the demon mirror, Shen Xuan's figure flickered, escaping the blood-colored light's covered area.

"This guy's demon treasure, seems to have some tricks."

Although Shen Xuan's flesh body was strong, not inferior to the Late Stage of Foundation Establishment.

He still guarded carefully.

The Demon Sect secret techniques are numerous, often capable of degrading the Dao foundations of magical treasures.

He wasn't foolish enough to use his flesh body to resist the power of the demon treasure head-on.

However, the demon cultivator surnamed Yao, wielding the demon mirror, continually had the blood-colored light chasing Shen Xuan's silhouette, causing trouble.

Shen Xuan's Divine Thought shifted slightly.

Nine Dark Ice Fish leapt out from his body, transforming into nine layers of Cyan Ice Walls to block the blood-colored light.

Yet, a surprising scene occurred.

The Cyan Ice Walls, which had repeatedly proven successful in the past, could only withstand two or three breaths under the blood-colored light before a blood hole appeared, piercing them through.

"What powerful attack power!"

Shen Xuan gasped in amazement.

The spiritual energy in his body circulated swiftly, allowing him to swiftly generate several Dark Ice Fish to replenish the layers of the Cyan Ice Wall.

But seeing such power from the demon mirror, couldn't help but feel amazed.

"This demon mirror must be worth a lot of Spirit Stones!"

The demon surnamed Yao, aware of Shen Xuan's formidable Thunder Talismans, didn't dare approach, kept the distance, wielding the demon mirror, using the blood-colored light to target Shen Xuan.

Focusing on long-distance attacks, ready to flee at any moment.

Shen Xuan summoned the Bishui Sword.

Pointing towards the blood-colored light.

Soon, a solid pale-cyan Cold Ice Divine Dragon charged forward head-on.

The next moment.

The body of the Cold Ice Divine Dragon, under the blood-colored light, gradually dissipated into swirling ice fog.

The demon cultivator with the surname Yao was overjoyed.

He was just about to unleash the blood-colored light to chase down Shen Xuan.

Suddenly, he realized that the blood-colored light was acting strangely.

Clouds of icy mist blended into the blood-colored light, quickly merging into one.

Thereafter, the originally insubstantial blood-colored light solidified and turned into a long ice pillar.

Frost appeared on the demon mirror.

The demon cultivator with the surname Yao infused his magic power into it, but there was no response.

What kind of trickery is this?

Before the demon cultivator with the surname Yao could react.

Shen Xuan shouted, "Collect!"

A great force came from the demon mirror.

The demon cultivator with the surname Yao's hands trembled violently, as if struck heavily.

The demon mirror flew along the blood-colored light ice pillar, directly in front of Shen Xuan.

"What a treasure!"

Shen Xuan cheerfully collected the demon mirror, erased the divine thought imprint of the demon cultivator with the surname Yao, and placed it into his storage pouch.

Having lost his lifebound demon treasure, the demon cultivator with the surname Yao transformed into a blood shadow and fled back into the formation.

When he showed himself, his face was full of panic.

"Sister Yulan, my demon mirror was taken by that Shen Xuan!"

"I saw it!"

Wu Yulan said indifferently.

Such an obvious thing, she wasn't blind; she saw it very clearly.

"Sister Yulan, think of a way to help me retrieve the demon mirror!"

"We'll see!"

Her eyes gazed at Shen Xuan, filled with questions.

Earlier, she saw it all clearly.

The technique Shen Xuan used was a mysterious ice technique.

This shocked her deeply.

The intelligence had never mentioned that Shen Xuan could use an ice technique!

Water techniques, thunder techniques, ice techniques, and he even raised many shadow-devouring demon insects!

Thinking of this, Wu Yulan felt a headache.

Currently, the two sides had fought three rounds.

The Red Rock Wu Family was behind with one win and two losses.

If they lost one more match, they would have to return home.

Looking across.

Shen Xuan had collected the demon mirror, his face showing joy.

He walked back to the front of the formation.

"I'm not one to bother others multiple times, I'll come again to seek guidance. Yulan Immortal, will it be you or that ugly one beside you?"

"Shen Xuan, you dare to insult me, you're courting death!"

The demon cultivator beside Wu Yulan was furious.

This person's surname was Dong, an old mid-stage demon foundation cultivator, with a status slightly lower than Wu Yulan.

"Senior Brother Dong, you see..."

"Sister Yulan stands by the side, I'll handle him!"

The demon cultivator with the surname Dong stepped forward boldly.

"Shen Xuan, others fear you, but I don't. Whatever corpse beasts, thunder talismans, ice techniques, bring them on!"

Shen Xuan was slightly taken aback.

This person seemed hot-tempered, but he seemed to have true skills.

Knowing well about my formidable strength, he still dared to engage in magical combat.

Shen Xuan used the Insight Technique to observe the opponent's aura while also casting a few Seeking Fortune and Avoiding Evil Techniques.

In the Insight Technique, this person's magic power was profound, his demonic qi pure, his body strong, seemingly practicing the body refining technique as well.

But to say that solely relying on these, he could defeat me in magical combat, seemed too arrogant.

"He must have something to rely on!"

Shen Xuan didn't dare to be careless.

In the Seeking Fortune and Avoiding Evil Technique, although it didn't cause him much trepidation.

Nor did it give him a good feeling.

There was a sense of uncertainty, with indistinct fortunes and misfortunes.

Shen Xuan remained on guard, his Divine Sense firmly locked onto the demon cultivator with the surname Dong.

In the combat ahead of the formation, although it wouldn't lead to death.

But if injured, damaging the Dao Foundation would be not worth it.

The demon cultivator with the surname Dong spoke impressively, but when he truly stood before Shen Xuan, his expression was just as grave.

"Shen Xuan, I have no grievance with you, why mock me in front of the fellow Daoists?"

Shen Xuan shook his head and said, "I don't like you."

"The aura of blood and murder on you is too thick. There're too many cultivators and mortals sacrificed with blood!"

The demon cultivator with the surname Dong sneered: "We're all people going against the heavens, what's with the pretense of being noble and virtuous?"

"Our Demon Sect, we just have more direct methods. Unlike you Daoist Sects, clearly exploiting and draining, yet wearing a false guise of hypocrisy!"

"We give them a quick relief! While you make them toil for a lifetime like beasts, even their descendants aren't spared, worse than death!"

Shen Xuan looked surprised.

This ugly-looking demon cultivator with the surname Dong, who seemed rough, was actually an insightful person.

"Talking is pointless, let's fight!"

Shen Xuan was too lazy to reason with him.

The demon cultivator with the surname Dong had already prepared secretly.

As soon as Shen Xuan finished speaking, he swiftly retreated.

In his hand, a Demon Light Glaze Umbrella appeared.

This move made Shen Xuan slightly stunned.

He thought the demon cultivator with the surname Dong had some amazing technique, but it turned out he was also relying on a demon treasure for defense.

No, it's not just for defense.

The demon cultivator with the surname Dong slightly turned the Demon Light Glaze Umbrella in his hand.

The umbrella ribs emitted countless splendid rays, vibrant and dazzling, dreamlike.

"Damn, it also has a mind-bewitching function!"

Those splendid rays, seemingly alive, transformed into various alluring beauties, gracefully laughing and approaching Shen Xuan.

Each one, whether in appearance or figure, was exactly the type Shen Xuan preferred.

Making his innermost feelings slightly ripple.

As if some primal instinct quietly resurfaced.

A scene of singing and dancing, brimming with spring vibes.

Made one unwittingly indulge in it.

Originally, the demon cultivator with the surname Dong was just boasting.

He couldn't withstand Shen Xuan's corpse beasts, thunder talismans, and ice techniques.

But chose to strike first, to confuse his mind instead.

Shen Xuan sighed gently.

His eyes turned crimson.

Great Success Level Illusion-Breaking Spirit Eye Technique!

The myriad of beauties were nothing but skeletons baring fangs and claws, rushing forward eagerly.

Shen Xuan patted the insect bag at his waist.

A swarm of black clouds swept out.

Precisely thousands of shadow-devouring demon insects.

They flew whistling towards the demon cultivator with the surname Dong.

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