I am a loser, but I defeated countless geniuses with the Soul-Calming Tower.

Chapter 2435

As Lin Xuan strode forward, his arrogant voice exploded in Ju Ran's ears.

"no, do not want……"

At this moment, the giant crocodile demon, who was at the peak of the Earth Immortal realm, felt his scalp tingle and his heart stop beating.

Lin Xuan's words were like a nightmare, and his aura was like that of a demon descending upon the world.

"Ah……"

Lin Xuan smiled dismissively, pointed his finger, and the water rippled.

Half of the giant crocodile's body was erased out of thin air.

The purple-gold divine chain performed its duties diligently, shattering the 'soul-binding' object with effortless grace.

"Rubbish!"

Lin Xuan grumbled unhappily. Apart from the good start, the remaining Earth Immortal level demons did not contribute any near-Dao level scriptures, not even the giant crocodile at the peak of Earth Immortal level.

This was far too ordinary for Lin Xuan, who frequently dealt with geniuses.

They were so arrogant before, thinking they had some skills, but now it turns out they don't even have a hair's breadth of talent.

What annoyed Lin Xuan the most was that the three early-stage Earth Immortals, whose realms were lower than his, each only provided him with 800 million years of cultivation time.

"the last one!"

Suppressing his slightly complicated feelings, Lin Xuan's disdainful gaze fell on Xuanlong, who had retreated after crashing through the air like a mountain.

Xuanlong felt a chill run down his spine and felt uneasy.

He realized he was wrong, terribly wrong. This wasn't some chosen one; this was an Emperor-level being, and the most elite of all Emperor-level beings.

The young emperor of the Jade Unicorn Clan in their dynasty was far inferior to him.

What kind of monster is this?

He finally realized why Wu Mingyao had been so decisive and resolute when this human asked her to stop earlier. It turned out that this human was the real... God!

"Where are you going?"

A sound rang in his ears, and the great demon of the Xuanlong clan trembled violently as if he had seen a ghost. Without hesitation, he shrank his head and limbs into the huge tortoise shell.

Moreover, the strange seascape around him was boiling, and terrifying forces were converging, causing his turtle shell to glow and mysterious runes to flow within it.

The Xuanlong clan is an ancient demon clan with a long history and pure bloodline; they are born as prodigies.

The Xuanlong clan possesses the most formidable defensive capabilities in the entire Wan Yao Dynasty, and their physical strength ranks among the top of all demons.

However, at this moment, the Xuanlong clan's near-Dao Earth Immortal level demon was still filled with unease even after unleashing its full defensive power.

Lin Xuan was already close, his speed far exceeding that of the Xuanlong clan's great demon.

Holding a longsword formed from the power of Heaven's Interception, Lin Xuan used the Taiyuan Scripture to govern many Dao Foundations, and all the power was integrated into the energy immortal sword.

Then, Lin Xuan casually swung his sword, and a large chunk of the Xuanlong clan's great demon's thick tortoise shell was immediately sliced ​​off, shattering the mysterious runes flowing on it.

"That's all there is to it, at most reaching the defensive level of a top-grade Dao soldier."

Lin Xuan frowned, his sword flashing incessantly. With just three strikes, the mountain-like tortoise shell was sliced ​​away.

The body of the Xuanlong clan's great demon appeared, its head shrank, its eyes filled with terror.

His domain power was shattered, and his pale green body had an inexplicable comical quality.

"Coward!"

Lin Xuan casually slashed down with his longsword, his eyes filled with intense disdain.

"Pfft!"

The great demon of the Xuanlong clan had his neck pierced, and the sword's edge swept across, completely slicing his body apart.

"Who...are you?"

In the final moments, the great demon of the Xuanlong clan stared intently at Lin Xuan.

On his deathbed, he found Lin Xuan's face quite familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere before.

"whispering sound!"

Lin Xuan ignored him, and with a flick of his sword, the great demon's head vanished without a trace.

The purple-gold divine chain restrained the traces of his rebellion against fate, and strands of spiritual intent crisscrossed.

"I remember now, you are... Lin Xuan, you are... you are so strong... you..."

The spirit of the Xuanlong clan's great demon was obliterated within the Soul-Hidden Canopy before it could fully transmit its message.

Lin Xuan stood amidst the purple-gold radiance and resonated with a near-Dao-level scripture, bringing the total number of near-Dao-level scriptures to 27.

Unsurprisingly, this scripture is merely nourishment for the Immortal Heavenly Scripture, and has nothing particularly outstanding about it.

"Ancient demon race, is this all you've got?"

Lin Xuan was slightly disappointed when he shut down all the status updates.

His thoughts swept over the Soul-Suppressing Tower, and his disappointment vanished instantly.

At this point, the cultivation time within the Soul Suppressing Tower has undergone a fundamental increase, reaching 1.314 million years.

"Murder and arson bring wealth and power; the Demon Dynasty has arrived just in time!"

Lin Xuan sighed as Wu Mingyao arrived beside him.

"Mingyao yearns for the Sect Master's divine might!"

Wu Mingyao sighed from the bottom of her heart.

"Oh? No wonder you're from the imperial court, you speak so eloquently."

Lin Xuan was in a good mood and made a teasing remark.

"These are my heartfelt words, spoken from the bottom of my heart!"

Wu Mingyao showed no embarrassment, her beautiful eyes fixed on Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan shook his head and chuckled: "Wait a moment, I sense something in the battle, I need to break through first."

After saying that, Lin Xuan ignored Wu Mingyao's gaze, which was four parts shocked, three parts doubtful, two parts conflicted, and one part astonished, and his mind sank directly into the Soul Suppressing Tower.

In the blink of an eye, Lin Xuan sat cross-legged and immediately entered a state of cultivation.

A dark storm slowly gathered around him, causing the space to explode and crack open with traces like winding lightning.

Time flew by, and a dark, raging wind slowly condensed within the Heavenly Court. Wherever it passed, space distorted, and a terrifying magnetic field appeared.

The Divine Magnetic Immortal Strategy—this is the scripture that Lin Xuan is currently delving into.

Lin Xuan wants to condense the Divine Magnetic Dao Foundation, which will become a powerful tool for reaping cultivation time.

Now, Wuzhao Mountain is teeming with powerful demons, and the magnetic storm sweeps across a vast area, far exceeding any of Lin Xuan's attack methods.

Lin Xuan would never miss such an opportunity to reap the rewards of his cultivation time.

"boom!"

The black wind was like a demon, and the terrifying magnetic field squeezed the space as if it were about to shatter, even disrupting the light of power within Lin Xuan's Heavenly Court.

"Be quiet!"

Lin Xuan casually uttered a soft shout, and the three thousand chains of ancient divine radiance immediately bound the demonic wind that filled the sky, suppressing it like a docile kitten.

After a hundred million years, Lin Xuan condensed his 23rd Dao Foundation, the Ancient Realm Divine Magnetic Dao Foundation, which was Yue Qinglian's lifelong goal.

When his consciousness returned, the power of the divine magnetic field automatically generated, and cracks appeared in the surrounding space, leaving Wu Mingyao speechless with shock...