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Murong Ye's face twisted into a ferocious grin as he laughed wildly, his killing intent surging to the heavens.

Ling Xiu recognized the newcomer as Murong Ye, whose eyes gleamed with intense greed.

This person intended to kill him from the very beginning; the one less person means one less competitor for the treasure.

Since ancient times, people's greed has been insatiable, like a snake trying to swallow an elephant. Such greed and malice will only lead to a miserable end.

"You want to kill me, and you also want to steal the elixir from the alchemy furnace?"

Ling Xiu let out a cold snort, seemingly unguarded, but in reality, he had already taken in every move this person made.

Just as the opponent launched a sudden attack and the binding force was about to engulf him.

"Nine Dragons Heavenly Shield!"

With a thought, Ling Xiu instantly summoned this top-grade defensive magic weapon.

A thick protective light shield immediately spread around his body, and nine flowing dragons of light evolved on the shield's surface, crashing into the incoming spirit light of confinement.

boom!

The dragon roared furiously, devouring the imprisoning halo in front of it with its maw, creating a deafening roar that rose and fell.

A moment later, the golden light completely dissipated, and a jet-black bone spike rolled off the ground. The binding force from earlier was emitted by this object.

Ling Xiu flashed to the side of the alchemy furnace, coldly staring at Murong Ye, who had fully emerged from the shadows.

Murong Ye was completely astonished, never expecting Ling Xiu to be so swift in his movements and to possess such a powerful top-grade shield.

"Fellow Daoist Mu, you rushed in to kill me as soon as you entered. Are you planning to take my life?"

Ling Xiu's expression was cold, his true energy surging and gathering power within him, with the Blood Shadow Sword and the Demon-Sealing Arrow hidden in his hands, ready to strike at any moment.

He was puzzled; among the many cultivators present, why was this person so fixated on him?

Murong Ye snorted coldly, no longer pretending, his face revealing greed and murderous intent.

"Why would I need a reason to kill you? The more people I kill on my journey to seize the treasure, the greater my chances become. Your cultivation is the lowest among us, so naturally I'll start with you!"

As he spoke, his gaze swept greedily toward the alchemy furnace.

"I never expected you, you piece of trash, to be so lucky as to find such a treasure first. It's an unexpected delight, and I can't let you live today!"

In his eyes, Ling Xiu was only at the mid-stage of the True Condensation realm, and his survival was entirely due to that defensive shield.

"You are doomed to die today!"

Murong Ye said no more, gathered his strength in both hands and activated his technique, his body was surrounded by dense ghostly energy, and ghostly shadows filled the void around him.

He unleashed a powerful magic spell.

"The Ghostly Wind Slash!"

The incantation conjured a skeletal demon wielding a giant axe, which cleaved towards the Nine Dragons Heavenly Shield with overwhelming ferocity.

The ghostly figures drifting around emitted sharp, piercing howls, deliberately creating a sense of dread, attempting to crush Ling Xiu's soul with extreme terror.

This Ghost Axe is as solid as a real thing, a genuine Earth-rank magic weapon. Coupled with Murong Ye's late-stage True Condensation cultivation activating demonic arts, its power is terrifyingly strong.

boom!

The Nine Dragons Heavenly Shield withstood the heavy blow from the Ghost Axe. The shield trembled violently, and although it did not shatter, its light dimmed considerably.

Ling Xiu's blood and qi surged, and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

"I underestimated you. I'd like to see how many blows this magic shield can withstand!"

Murong Ye sneered and poured his true essence into the demonic power once more. The Ghost Axe suddenly doubled in size and cleaved down like a storm.

Ling Xiu's expression turned solemn. The other party was determined to kill him, and there was no room for negotiation. He had no choice but to kill him.

Previously, he had only used his shield to defend himself, just to test the opponent's true strength. Now that he had figured out the details, he had a plan in mind.

Just as Murong Ye was smugly pleased with himself, thinking he could kill Ling Xiu with a single axe blow, Ling Xiu made his move.

Two talismans shot out from his left hand in an instant; they were a top-grade Spirit Lightning Talisman and a Blazing Flame Talisman.

A talisman transformed into a sky full of lightning, with dozens of thick electric pythons winding and intertwining, wrapping around Murong Ye's body.

Another sheet burst forth with scorching flames, blocking all his escape routes.

Two top-grade spirit talismans, their power terrifying.

"A top-grade spirit talisman? How does this kid have such a good item!"

Murong Ye was shocked and hurriedly summoned back the Ghost Axe to block in front of him. At the same time, he summoned a Ghost Face Shield, which was surrounded by layers of demonic energy.

Ordinary talisman masters simply cannot refine top-grade spirit talismans. He couldn't help but secretly wonder if Ling Xiu had a Transcendent Realm expert backing him up.

The two talismans exploded with a deafening roar, causing the entire alchemy room to shake violently, and a violent heat wave swept in all directions.

The surrounding ghostly figures were all engulfed by the raging flames, their mournful howls never ceasing.

The explosion not only shattered Murong Ye's protective shield, but also sent him flying, crashing heavily against the stone wall of the alchemy chamber.

Murong Ye was struck by the violent shockwave, and his internal injuries became uncontrollable. He vomited a mouthful of blood on the spot, and his injuries were extremely serious.

Ling Xiu did not stop there; the spiritual light of the two talismans had not yet dissipated.

brush!

A chilling light pierced through the surging heatwave, heading straight for Murong Ye's heart—it was the Blood Shadow Sword!

The sword's edge gleamed with a chilling light, its murderous aura soaring to the heavens.

Not only that, but a highly penetrating, transparent arrow followed closely behind, piercing through the remaining ghostly shadow and aiming straight for his brow.

Once the Demon-Sealing Arrow is unleashed, it never misses its mark; those struck by it have no chance of survival!

laugh!

Two deadly attacks struck simultaneously, and Murong Ye's eyes widened as he cried out in pain.

"No!"

It was too late. He desperately tried to move and dodge, but his heart and brow had already been completely pierced.

In a single exchange, Murong Ye died tragically on the spot, his life force rapidly draining away.

"You dare kill me! My master is a Transcendent Realm elder of the Ghost King Sect, he will never let you get away with this..."

His remaining spirit let out a mournful roar, and his body crashed heavily to the ground, extinguishing his last breath.

Ling Xiu employed a variety of methods, relying on two top-grade spirit talismans combined with the Blood Shadow Sword and the Demon-Sealing Arrow.

Successfully killed a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.

Ling Xiu then circulated his true essence and unleashed the Profound Fire Technique.

The corpse on the ground was instantly incinerated by the flames, turning into a pile of ashes, and even the Qiankun bag at his waist was burned to ashes.

We must not leave any trace of the other party's presence, lest we attract the Ghost King Sect's revenge in the future.

The alchemy room returned to silence, and Ling Xiu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He quickly retrieved the Blood Shadow Sword, the Demon-Sealing Arrow, and the Nine Dragons Heavenly Shield, then his gaze fell on the Ghost Axe on the ground, which he also put away.

This item is ultimately a low-grade magic artifact. If it is refined by the Qiankun Xuanhu, it can not only erase all traces of its original owner, but also has the potential to be tempered to the highest grade of low-grade magic artifact.

With no time to waste, Ling Xiu's gaze returned to the alchemy furnace.

He took out a top-grade Xuan Yuan Pill and swallowed it, quickly calming his turbulent blood and qi, and restoring his depleted true essence to its peak state.

His eyes burned with desire as he gazed at the Earth-grade alchemy furnace before him.

This furnace is ancient and dignified, with a rich aura of alchemy, and its quality far surpasses that of any Xuan-level alchemy furnace.

Even the alchemy furnace treasured by the Qingyun Sect cannot compare to it.

Such a treasure would be coveted even by a master alchemist at the Transcendent Realm.

Ling Xiu stepped forward and touched the furnace, attempting to communicate with it through his divine sense, intending to nurture the furnace within his dantian.

However, the alchemy furnace was extremely heavy and contained deep restrictions, making it impossible for him to establish a connection with it using his divine sense.

The restrictions inside the furnace were actually connected to the entire Nine Heavens Mystic Palace.

With his True Condensation Realm cultivation, he couldn't even touch the foundation of such a high level of restriction.

"Such a precious treasure will certainly not be allowed to be taken away by me so easily."

Ling Xiu was at a loss for what to do.

The killing of Murong Ye just now caused a huge commotion, and it's hard to guarantee that it won't attract other people. We must deal with it properly as soon as possible.

An ordinary Qiankun bag simply cannot contain this alchemy furnace.

In a moment of desperation, a bold idea suddenly popped into my head.

"Why not try using the Qiankun Xuanhu?"