Chapter 233 Spying, Making a Move
Chapter 233 Spying, Making a Move
"And the Mysterious Yin Mirror!" Xuanji Zi whispered, flipping his left hand to reveal a palm-sized black bronze mirror. The mirror was entirely black, with intricate and sinister runes engraved on its surface. It shimmered with a faint, eerie light and was surrounded by a dense aura of sinister energy, emanating strange fluctuations. It was his natal magic weapon, the Mysterious Yin Mirror.
As soon as the Xuan Yin Mirror appeared, the surrounding Yin and evil energy instantly became even more concentrated, and even the air seemed to be slightly distorted by corrosion.
Xuanjizi held the Xuan Yin Mirror in his hand, infusing his fingertips with sinister power. The mirror's surface shone brightly, clearly reflecting the distant scene—he was using the Xuan Yin Mirror to search for Lin Yuan and An Xin's whereabouts, relying on the residual aura of the Lingtai and Lingyu in the air to pinpoint their location.
At this moment, Lin Yuan and An Xin, who were traveling thousands of miles away, suddenly noticed something amiss.
Lin Yuan was leaning against the front of the carriage, closing his eyes to regulate his breathing, when the Yin Qi compass in his palm suddenly began to tremble violently. The pointer spun wildly, and the air around him seemed to be pulled by an invisible force. A cold sense of being spied on spread throughout his body along the lines of the compass, making the hairs on his body stand on end.
"Not good, someone is spying on us!" Lin Yuan suddenly opened his eyes, a sharp glint flashing in them. He instantly stood up, and lightning quietly gathered around his body.
An Xin's expression changed slightly, and she subconsciously raised her sniper rifle. She could feel a strange and sinister aura penetrating the forest and locking onto their location. A chill ran through her body, and her heart pounded.
"It's Xuanjizi! He's using a magical artifact to track us!" Lin Yuan's tone was grave as he instantly identified the source of the spying sensation. "This sinister aura is exactly the same as that on Lingtai and Lingyu, but even stronger. He must be using his natal magical artifact to find us!"
Before the words were even finished, the feeling of being spied on grew stronger, as if a pair of cold eyes were staring intently at them through the void, clearly seeing even their every move.
Lin Yuan felt a chill run down his spine, knowing that if the other party pinpointed his exact location, he would be caught up soon, and he had to immediately interrupt this probing.
"Relax, be on guard!" Lin Yuan shouted, his hands quickly forming hand seals, and the divine lightning power within his body erupted with all its might. A dazzling golden lightning light instantly condensed in his palm, crackling and carrying an aura of extreme strength and yang, which strongly clashed with the sinister sense of probing.
His sharp gaze swept towards the direction of Xuanzhen Temple, and with a sudden flick of his wrist, golden lightning, like a bolt of lightning, struck fiercely towards the source of the probing sensation.
Meanwhile, above Xuanzhen Temple, Xuanjizi was staring intently at the Xuanyin Mirror, where the figures of Lin Yuan and An Xin became increasingly clear.
Just as the ruthlessness in his eyes intensified, the mirror suddenly trembled violently, the eerie light dimmed instantly, and a golden bolt of lightning burst forth from the mirror, slamming hard into the Xuan Yin Mirror.
With a loud "Boom!", the Xuan Yin Mirror was directly hit, and the figure in the mirror instantly disappeared, completely severing the sense of observation.
Xuanjizi felt a numbness in his palm as a powerful surge of yang energy rebounded from the Xuan Yin Mirror, causing him to tremble slightly and a trickle of black blood to spill from the corner of his mouth.
"You're courting death!" Xuanjizi was completely enraged. He gripped the Xuanyin Mirror tightly, his eyes turning blood red. The evil aura around him surged wildly, almost solidifying. Even the Moyu bird was intimidated by this violent aura and let out a timid cry.
He looked up in Lin Yuan's direction, his roar shaking the heavens: "You lowly corpse driver, how dare you interrupt my investigation and even damage my Xuan Yin Mirror! Today, I will tear you to pieces and grind your bones to dust!"
Xuanjizi was filled with anger and killing intent, wishing he could catch up with Lin Yuan immediately and kill him.
At this moment, the disciples of Xuanzhen Temple heard the commotion and came out of their rooms, gathering in the courtyard. They looked up at Xuanjizi in mid-air, their eyes filled with fear and awe.
They had never seen Xuanjizi so enraged, nor had they ever seen him summon the Ink Feather Bird, his natal Soul-Devouring Banner, and the Mysterious Yin Mirror simultaneously—this was a sign that Xuanjizi was going all out. Clearly, someone had provoked him, and provoked him deeply; otherwise, he would never have gone to such lengths.
"What's wrong with Master? Why is he so angry? And he even summoned the Ink Feather Bird and his natal Soul-Devouring Banner?" A young disciple lowered his voice, his tone full of fear, and cautiously asked his senior brother beside him, afraid that Xuanjizi would hear him and bring about his death.
The senior brother's face was deathly pale, his eyes filled with fear. He shook his head slightly and said in a low voice, "I don't know, but judging from Master's appearance, something terrible must have happened! I just heard a loud bang from the secret chamber, and Master's roar. I'm afraid something happened to Senior Brother Lingtai and Senior Brother Lingyu—they were ordered to hunt down the murderer, and now that Master is so furious, maybe...maybe they're already dead."
"What?! Senior Brother Lingtai and Senior Brother Lingyu are dead?" The young disciple's face changed drastically, his eyes filled with disbelief. "They were both so strong, and they even had the Soul-Suppressing Bell and the Soul-Devouring Banner. How could they be killed? Who on earth was so bold as to kill Master's disciples and provoke Master's wrath so fiercely?"
"Who knows?" another disciple chimed in, his voice filled with fear. "To kill Senior Brother Lingtai and Senior Brother Lingyu, and even the dragon that Master carefully raised, the murderer must be incredibly powerful. Master is now personally taking action, bringing all his magical treasures. It seems he's determined to hunt down the murderer relentlessly, to the death."
The disciples were buzzing with discussion, their voices filled with fear and curiosity, but none of them dared to approach. They could only watch Xuanjizi in mid-air from afar, afraid of being caught in his rage.
They all knew very well that Xuanjizi was extremely cruel in normal times, and once he became enraged, he would not care about his own family. If they accidentally angered him, even if they were his personal disciples, they would be killed on the spot and turned into nourishment for him to cultivate evil arts.
Xuanjizi completely ignored the discussions among the disciples below. Gripping the damaged Xuanyin Mirror, his eyes blazed with murderous intent as he gritted his teeth and roared, "Moyu, full speed ahead! Even if I have to dig three feet into the ground, I will catch up with those two damned things!"
"Hey——!"
The black-feathered bird let out a sharp cry, flapped its wings vigorously, and with a whistling sound, sped off in the direction where Lin Yuan and An Xin had left.
With lightning speed, it vanished from the sky above Xuanzhen Temple in the blink of an eye, leaving only a dark afterimage and a dense, sinister aura that slowly permeated the air.
Xuanjizi sat on the back of the Ink Feather Bird, holding the Soul-Devouring Banner and the damaged Xuan Yin Mirror in his hands. The Yin and evil energy around him surged wildly, his eyes were bloodshot, and his killing intent was overwhelming. He looked down at the mountains and forests rushing past below, with only one thought in his mind - he wanted the whole world to know that his majesty as Xuanjizi could not be challenged by anyone!
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