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Chapter 85 Goodbye Teleportation!

"Blood Fiend Slash!"

The burly man cleaved down with his blade, blocking Lu Xuan's path.

"Spiritual Strike!"

A skilled fighter from the side brandished a dagger, aiming straight for Lu Xuan's throat.

Faced with this impenetrable offensive, Lu Xuan advanced instead of retreating, his sharp eyes flashing.

"Now!"

He suddenly tossed Su Qinghuan upwards, gripped the Devouring Heaven Sword tightly with both hands, and the Primordial Pearl within his body circulated rapidly, unleashing a jet-black devouring power.

"Haotian Sword Technique, Annihilation!"

The black sword light, like a bolt of lightning piercing the night sky, directly penetrated the defense of the expert who launched the flanking attack.

"Pfft!"

Before this expert at the eighth level of the Soul Platform Realm could react, a bloody hole appeared between his eyebrows.

His eyes widened, a ferocious smile still lingering on his face, but his body collapsed limply to the ground.

Instant kill!

He managed to kill one person while being surrounded by four powerful figures!

"Third brother!"

The burly man's eyes widened in fury, and his attack faltered.

Taking advantage of the opening, Lu Xuan caught Su Qinghuan as she fell, and with a sudden burst of strength, he shot towards the center of the altar like an arrow.

"Stop him! He's trying to steal the Inheritance Pearl!"

The man in white reacted the fastest, screaming out.

However, Lu Xuan was too fast, and coupled with the shock of that sword strike, the group hesitated briefly before losing their best chance to stop him.

"Whoosh!"

Lu Xuan, carrying Su Qinghuan, landed steadily in the center of the altar.

Without the slightest hesitation, he reached out and grabbed the blood-red bead that was floating in mid-air.

"Buzz!"

The instant their fingertips touched the bead, a dazzling red light shot into the sky, completely enveloping Lu Xuan and Su Qinghuan.

"No!!!"

The burly man roared and charged forward, slashing his blade at the red light.

"boom!"

However, a terrifying force of recoil came, sending him flying and spitting out blood.

When the red light faded, there was no one left on the altar.

"Damn it! He got away!"

The man in white stomped his foot in exasperation.

"This bead isn't a legacy bead, but merely a teleportation hub? Anyone who touches it will be teleported away..."

"Quick! Let's go too!"

The remaining people realized what was happening and rushed toward the altar.

"Get out of my way! That's mine!"

The burly man got up, his eyes red, and slashed at the man in white with his knife.

The man in white sneered, and with a flick of his folding fan, several poisoned needles shot out.

In the struggle for a teleportation spot, the group that had initially joined forces instantly turned against each other and began fighting each other.

In the end, the burly man, relying on his powerful physique and frenzied fighting style, forced the white-clad man back and grabbed the bead first.

"Buzz!"

The red light reappeared, and the burly man's figure vanished.

Immediately afterwards, the man in white and another expert at the eighth level of the Soul Platform Realm also seized the opportunity and rushed over.

The two touched the beads one after the other and were teleported away.

Soon, only a few disciples in the early to mid-stages of the Soul Platform Realm remained in the arena.

Seeing that the bigwigs had all left, they disregarded everything else and rushed onto the altar.

However, just after several mid-stage Soul Platform Realm cultivators touched the bead and were teleported away.

The bead, which had originally emitted a faint red glow, seemed to have exhausted its energy, and its light quickly dimmed.

"Snap!"

A crisp sound.

A fine crack appeared on the surface of the bead, which then completely lost its luster and became an ordinary piece of waste stone.

Those who hadn't managed to teleport away threw themselves onto the altar in despair.

But no matter how much spiritual power they poured into it, the bead did not react at all.

The teleportation channel is closed.

……

After a dizzying spin, Lu Xuan's feet landed firmly, and the scene before him instantly changed.

The once dark and damp underground plaza has disappeared, replaced by a crimson wasteland.

The sky was dark red, without a single cloud.

In the very center of the sky, however, hung a blood moon, emitting an eerie light.

The ground beneath their feet was cracked and charred, and the air was thick with the smell of sulfur and blood.

Su Qinghuan steadied herself and looked at the scene before her, which resembled a living hell, and couldn't help but gasp.

"Is this... the training grounds of the Blissful Demonic Sect?"

Lu Xuan nodded, looked around, and finally his gaze fell on a black tower that was faintly visible in the distance.

"That is the Asura Tower, and also the only way to the core inheritance."

Upon hearing this, Su Qinghuan's expression hardened. Just as she was about to say something, a violent wave suddenly surged behind her.

Three red lights flashed by in succession.

Immediately afterwards, three figures tumbled out in a disheveled state.

It was the burly man from the Blood Blade Sect, the white-robed man from the Joyful Union Sect, and another expert at the eighth level of the Soul Platform.

As soon as the three landed, before they could even take in their surroundings, they immediately assumed a defensive stance.

The burly man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked around warily.

When he saw Lu Xuan and Su Qinghuan not far away, his eyes immediately flashed with astonishing killing intent.

"You little bastards! I didn't expect you to be here too!"

The man in white and the other expert also reacted at this moment, quickly adjusting their positions and forming an encirclement around Lu Xuan once again.

Clearly, the group that had just fought fiercely for a teleportation spot had now tacitly chosen to join forces again when facing Lu Xuan.

After all, Lu Xuan's strength was too monstrous. If he wasn't eliminated first, no one could be his match in a one-on-one fight.

In the end, the inheritance here will only benefit Lu Xuan.

Looking at the three guys whose auras were somewhat disordered but whose killing intent was even stronger, Lu Xuan's lips curled into a cold smile.

"Since you're so eager to die, then I... will grant your wish."

Upon hearing this, the burly man roared in anger.

"Arrogant!"

He was about to make his move.

Just then, spatial fluctuations continued to be felt.

Several more red lights flashed, and a few mid-stage Soul Platform disciples were teleported in, stumbling and falling.

As soon as they landed, they saw this tense scene and were so frightened that they shrank to the side, not daring to breathe.

"Is everyone here?"

The man in white smiled sinisterly, his gaze sweeping over the few disciples in the mid-stage of the Soul Platform Realm.

"Since we're all here, let's all come at once."

"Whoever can kill this brat, I'll guarantee them a spot in the Asura Tower!"

Upon hearing this, the disciples who had initially been somewhat timid now had a glint of greed in their eyes.

As the saying goes, fortune favors the bold.

The kid in front of them was indeed strong, but with three Soul Platform level eight or nine experts in front of him, they only needed to harass and finish him off from the sidelines.

The Blissful Demonic Sect was once the most powerful demonic sect.

Even receiving just a tiny bit of inheritance can absolutely change one's life!

Driven by self-interest, these mid-stage Soul Platform disciples immediately joined the siege.

"kill!"

In an instant, Lu Xuan and Su Qinghuan were once again surrounded.

"boom!"

On the crimson wasteland, a storm of spiritual energy suddenly erupted.

The burly man from the Blood Blade Sect took the lead, his giant blade, imbued with a dense aura of bloodlust, slashing down at Lu Xuan.