Chapter 74: Choice.
Chapter 74
As Bu Xingjin finished speaking, a surge of extremely powerful spiritual energy suddenly surged forward, like a raging wave crashing down on him. The surging spiritual energy seemed to drain the air from the surrounding area in an instant, creating a suffocating vacuum.
Instantly, a dark figure slowly rose from the pool. Its shape resembled that of a cave salamander, yet it was as thick as two men and over three meters long. Its entire body was densely covered in a layer of jet-black scales, each one as if cast from black iron, indestructible. The scales were densely engraved with mysterious runes, and as the runes flowed, they exuded a powerful and domineering aura, as if revealing its ancient and mysterious origins.
This beast possessed a pair of blood-red eyes, like two crimson moons hanging high in the night sky, so deep and bottomless that one could not see the bottom. The ferocity and violence revealed in them seemed to be able to devour all living things, leaving one shuddering.
Its thick tail lashed wildly behind it, each swing bringing with it a whirring wind, like a razor-sharp blade. Wherever it passed, the air seemed to be torn apart, emitting a hissing sound. The sharp and piercing sound echoed in the small space, adding a touch of tension and terror to the atmosphere.
As the monster emerged from the water, the sword tip that the three had seen hovering above the pool vanished like a dream. It turned out to be no physical sword tip at all, merely a deceptive illusion.
It looked so real, yet it was just an illusion? This unexpected situation made the three people present startled.
Time was running out, and Bu Xingjin had no time to think about the reason for the appearance of the phantom.
As soon as the monster appeared, it locked onto its target with an extremely sharp instinct - Qing Yan, who was standing in the front.
It suddenly raised its head and roared heavenward. The roar was like rolling thunder, shaking the entire cave violently. Stones on the cave walls, unable to withstand the powerful impact of the sound waves, fell to the ground, kicking up clouds of dust. The dust filled the air, making the already dim cave even more hazy, making it almost impossible to see what was in front of you.
Then, it leaped out of the pool, its forelimbs fiercely pawing the ground. Its body resembled a streak of black lightning, carrying an endless pressure as it rushed towards Qing Yan. Its speed was so extreme that in the blink of an eye it was still far away, and the next moment it was close at hand, leaving the average person with no time to react.
Qing Yan's reaction was incredibly sharp. He flashed like a ghost in the night, elusive yet incredibly swift. The seemingly ordinary dead branch in his hand, infused with his spiritual energy, instantly transformed into a dazzling sword energy. The sword energy, like a rainbow, carried an unstoppable momentum as it pierced the monster's head and vital points.
However, what was astonishing was that when the incomparably sharp sword energy collided with the monster's scales, it was like striking an eternal and immortal sacred mountain. There was only a dull and extremely loud sound, like the ringing of a huge bell, which was so loud that it hurt the ears.
The sword energy failed to leave even the slightest mark on the monster's scales. Instead, an overwhelmingly powerful recoil surged forth. Qing Yan felt as if his arm had been struck by a sledgehammer, a numbing sensation instantly spreading through his body. He retreated uncontrollably, each step leaving a deep footprint on the ground. He finally managed to steady himself several feet away.
"What kind of demonic beast is this?" Bu Xingjin was horrified upon seeing this. He subconsciously clenched his five fingers tightly around the Blood River Knife in his hand. The blade trembled slightly, as if sensing the tension and determination of its owner.
He took a deep breath and suddenly raised the Blood River Knife high. The spiritual energy in his body surged wildly, converging on the blade. In an instant, a bloody light flashed, and that light was like a blood python selecting its prey. With a determination to die together, it fiercely slashed down on the monster's back.
With a dull "puff" sound, the Blood River Knife struck the monster hard. However, its rock-hard scales were like an impenetrable armor, leaving only a fleeting white mark on the surface.
The monster felt the pain and was immediately enraged. It twisted its head in anger, its bloody mouth suddenly opened, and a light containing black runes shot out from its mouth like a black lightning, heading straight for Bu Xingjin.
The speed was so great that Bu Xingjin couldn't dodge in time, and the light struck him squarely in the chest. Like a leaf caught in a gust of wind, he arced through the air before landing heavily on the ground several feet away. A mouthful of blood spurted out, splattering in the dust beside him. His face instantly turned as pale as paper, and his breath grew weaker.
All these changes happened in a flash, so fast that people didn't even have time to blink.
The demonic beast displayed unimaginably terrifying strength. After only a few fleeting rounds of fighting, Qing Yan was forcibly repelled by the overwhelming recoil, stumbling. Bu Xingjin was even more severely wounded, spitting blood and collapsing to the ground. The two men had attacked together, yet were so quickly defeated. The situation was extremely critical.
Seeing this scene, Jia Feng, who happened to be standing at the back and retreated several steps when the monster attacked, had been hiding in the distance like an invisible man and had not been noticed by the monster. At this moment, beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead, and his back was already soaked with sweat.
He subconsciously clenched his hands tightly together, his knuckles turning white from the force. He was torn between his conscience and his desires, and was caught in an extremely difficult dilemma.
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