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In this situation, Lu Xiaoteng's role in Lingxiao Palace became even more crucial. A Yuan Ying cultivator is the pillar of a sect, and Lingxiao Palace had suffered heavy losses in the previous war between the Immortal Sects. There were only seventeen Golden Core cultivators left, including Luo Qian who was no longer able to participate in battle.

The situation, which was originally supported by two pillars, became solely maintained by Chen Hesheng. In the face of the current war with the Ghost Clan, Lingxiao Palace's predicament was undoubtedly extremely difficult. Fortunately, in the previous battle, Lingxiao Palace gained enough benefits, and the two Nascent Soul Pills wagered against the ancestor Jie Bing had also been obtained, allowing Chen Hesheng to breathe a little easier.

By comparison, Lu Xia Tian was comparable to a half-step Nascent Soul cultivator. Although his strength was far inferior to that of a true Nascent Soul ancestor, he was unmatched below the Nascent Soul realm.When Nascent Soul level ghost cultivators were dispatched, most of the time, ancestors from various factions would go to deal with them. However, Golden Core level ghost cultivators, those Ghost Marshals, basically had to be dealt with by each faction themselves.

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Now, there are only more than ten Jindan cultivators in Lingxiao Palace who can truly go to the battlefield. Defending alone is bound to be daunting. It's precisely because Lu Xia Tian is in command that these people feel at ease. Relatively speaking, their situation is better than other sects.

With the help of those Nascent Soul cultivators, Lu Xiaoteng now had almost everything he needed. There was the Xue Yin Creation Crystal, the two reward Core Formation Pills, and from the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect there was a vial of tenth-order Skyhawk blood essence and a piece of Void Sword Stone, which would be delivered today. Otherwise, Lu Xiaoteng wouldn't have had the time to idle on the city wall enjoying the view.

Looking towards Moon Viewing City, ghostly Qi permeated the air. The Yuan Ying ancestors of various sects had set up a Thunder Light Ghost-Elimination Formation, with dozens of towering formation flags arranged around Moon Viewing City, suppressing the surging ghost Qi from the Moon Viewing Mountain Range and preventing it from spiraling out of control.

As long as people from all major cultivating worlds gradually gather the scattered ghost clan and drive them back to the Ghost Cave, then seal the Ghost Cave, the crisis will naturally be resolved. Once the ghost clan spreads completely, it will not only be a disaster for the Yueyue Cultivating World, but also a catastrophe for the Qingyu Continent, which is already weakened by internal strife.

The Xuan Ying Soul Sealing Formation still needs more than a year to be completed, there is only a little bit of finishing work left, which can be smoothly completed with a deputy primordial spirit.

In short, everything is in place, all that's left is the east wind. Of course, with the Wan Shou Sect sending over ten-tiered demon hawk essence blood and the Void Sky Sword Stone, such precious items, especially for Lu Xiaotian, it wouldn't hurt to come out sooner.

"Palace Master, Master Luo entrusted me to bring something over." A moment later, Miao Ruolin hurried over and handed Lu Xia Tian a storage pouch.

Miao Ruolin and her group were originally just some wandering cultivators. Thanks to Lu Xiaoteng's connections, they had been directly admitted into Lingxiao Palace a month ago. She was originally escorting a batch of injured disciples back to the palace gate, and now she came to bring Luo Qian's things along.

Lu Xia tian opened the storage pouch and saw that it was actually the ninth-order Ox Head Giant Puppet.

"Master Luo said that the Ancestor has returned to the mountain and will not leave Lingxiao Palace for the time being. This puppet has no use in his hands, so he asked the younger generation to bring it over to bolster Lingxiao Palace's presence." Miao Ruolin relayed Luo Qian's words.

“Enough.” Lu Xiaoteng nodded. To Luo Qian, who was now completely devoid of desire, guarding Siqing Cliff was all that remained in his life. Even this precious ninth-grade puppet, considered invaluable by ordinary people, held no appeal for Luo Qian; it was merely an inanimate object.

Moreover, since the Ghost Clan launched a large-scale invasion, Lu Xiaoteng used his eighth-rank Zhanhu puppet to exchange for the Buddhist Tong Yin Ye in Miao Ruolin's hands. These Buddhist Tong Yin Ye were after all refined by masters and could cast the Silver Gang Demon Subduing Array. If it was during normal times, Lu Xiaoteng didn't really need it that much.

This item is very useful for the Ghost Clan, though. Although Lu Xia Tian has better Buddhawood silver leaves on his own body, he hasn't reached the Yuan Ying stage yet, so he can't refine the Silver罡伏魔圈 into silver leaves or anything like that.

As for these Buddhist silver leaves, in the hands of Miao Ruolin and the others, they were merely used for ordinary warding off evil purposes. They couldn't unleash their true power at all. Lu Xia Tian exchanged them for a Tier 8 puppet, along with spirit stones for driving the Tier 8 puppet. Miao Ruolin muttered privately that Lu Xia Tian must have gone crazy.

Having long witnessed Lu Xiaoteng's abilities, one less puppet wouldn't matter much. Besides, the other party still had a ninth-rank one. Miao Ruolin naturally agreed wholeheartedly.

The Eight-Rank War Tiger Puppet was given to Miao Ruolin, and he really did need a spare puppet.

Lu Xiaitian took the puppet, and suddenly, in the west of Baihe City, ghost clouds surged, covering the sky and blocking out the sun. Looking from afar, it seemed that a large number of ghost races were descending from the sky.

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A beam of light shot down from the distant sky. Lu Xia Tian reached out and drew it in, revealing a talisman from the Wan Shou Sect. A woman's voice rang out from inside, "Palace Master Lu, I am Xiao Qing Yu from the Wan Shou Sect. By order of our ancestor, I have brought you what you need. However, we were intercepted by the Ghost Clan on our way here and are powerless to escape. Please, Palace Master Lu, come to our rescue!"

Xiao Qingyu's voice inside the sound transmission talisman sounded very urgent. Lu Xiaoteng frowned. This Xiao Qingyu was the one who sent the ten-tiered demon eagle essence blood. If she fell into the Ghost Clan's formation, wouldn't the things he needed become a bubble Since Xiao Qingyu still had the time to call for help, she probably wasn't facing a Ghost King realm expert. The spirit object sent by the other party contained the Void-Ming Sword Stone. Lu Xiaoteng was only one step away from refining the Misty Sword Formation. Naturally, he couldn't afford to lose it.

"The affairs of Baihe City will be temporarily presided over by Lei Senior Brother. I'll be back soon." Having said that, Lu Xia Tian flew away, stepping on a misty flying sword, breaking through the air.

Lei Wantian was accustomed to Lu Xia Tian's decisive and swift actions. With a group of Yuan Ying ancestors stationed in Wang Yue City, northeast of Bai He City, Lu Xia Tian headed west, temporarily not fearing the intrusion of ordinary ghost clans. As a Lei Xiu, he didn't even pay attention to idle ghost clans.

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In the distance, a dull thunder rumbled. A white pegasus, divine and powerful, darted among a dozen Golden Core-level ghost cultivators. The silver-armored woman was accompanied by dozens of flying steeds, as well as over forty disciples from the Beastmaster Sect, including Xiao Qingyu, engaging in fierce battle with the ghost clan.

"Cackle, Thunderhoof Pegasus, this mythical creature that only exists in legends actually met by this handsome commander, what luck!"

Above the head, within the black clouds, a gigantic tiger's head, as large as ten feet square and with skin clinging to bones, appeared. Beneath the head was an empty expanse of darkness, with only a few strands of emerald-green phosphorous fire. This ghastly apparition spoke in human tongue, its eyes sunken and dead gray in color. Yet, its breath reeked of arrogance beyond measure, it was none other than Huyou, the terror of the ghost tribe.

At this time, twelve tiger-headed demonic creatures, slightly smaller than the one with a human head, surrounded the silver-armored woman in a circle. Even though Lü Hong, the thunder steed rider, was incredibly fast, under the encirclement of these twelve Golden Core ghost cultivators, his speed seemed to be somewhat hindered.

Herillus... stepped on the flying thunder horse, Luhong. He kicked forward with his foot, and the purple lightning on the single horn on his forehead jumped, transforming into a purple thunderball that struck the tiger-headed ghost in front of him.

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The tiger-headed demon was struck by the purple lightning, letting out a heart-wrenching scream. The black robe on its head exploded, revealing green scales beneath, nothing else.

The green scales were struck by lightning and flew everywhere. They emitted a foul odor.

The silver-armored woman’s eyes were filled with killing intent. Her silver spear whirled in her hand like a dragon, piercing through the tiger-headed ghost struck by lightning and pinning it mid-air. Countless bone fragments and sparks scattered explosively. void... 。Later, in order to survive in this void as much as possible, Lu Xia Tian had already forgotten about keeping track of time. 。His eyes were filled only with the countless, endless flames of...