Chapter 40 Quickly Transmigrate! Kidnapping Immortal Sect Disciple (5)
The cave is so deep that you can't see anything in front of you.
Feng Ziang stumbled deeper into it, the shouting of Chu Kuang behind him becoming increasingly blurred, until he was completely swallowed up by the darkness.
He groped the cold rock wall, feeling uneasy.
The cave was damp and cold, and filled with an unknown smell that made him instinctively feel dangerous.
At the entrance of the cave, Chu Kuang did not follow immediately.
He was suspicious by nature, greedy and afraid of death. The loss of the Soul Condensing Pearl had already made him angry and ashamed, but the dark cave in front of him made him feel fearful.
"Everyone, go in! Search for me! That guy won't be able to run far!" Chu Kuang ordered his men loudly, while he himself stood outside the cave, observing his surroundings vigilantly.
Several wandering cultivators timidly entered the cave and disappeared into the darkness.
Feng Ziang held his breath and listened to the noise coming from outside the cave.
He knew he couldn't just sit there and wait for death.
He sat down cross-legged, trying to calm his pounding heart, and began to explore the special spiritual root in his body.
A strange energy flowed through his body, as if it resonated with some kind of aura in the cave.
This aura was completely different from the spiritual energy he had absorbed in the past; it was purer and more powerful.
He tried to guide this energy into his spiritual roots, and the originally dim spiritual roots actually began to emit a faint light.
"Ah!" A scream came from deep in the cave, followed by the horrific sound of bones breaking.
Chu Kuang's face changed and he shouted: "What's going on? What happened in there?" There was dead silence in the cave and no one responded.
Chu Kuang felt even more uneasy. He took a step back and tightened the long sword in his hand.
At this moment, a casual cultivator covered in blood came crawling out of the cave. He pointed into the cave in horror and shouted incoherently, "Monster... There is a monster inside..." Before he finished his words, he fell to the ground and died.
Feng Ziang was oblivious to what was happening outside the cave; he was completely immersed in his cultivation.
As he continued to guide the special aura in the cave into his spiritual roots, the light of the spiritual roots became brighter and brighter, and a powerful force surged in his body.
He felt that his spiritual power was growing rapidly, as if it was about to break through some kind of shackles...
Suddenly, he opened his eyes sharply and a gleam of light shot out from them.
"It's done..." He muttered to himself with a confident smile on his face.
"Now, it's my turn to go out and meet them..."
Feng Ziang's body was filled with spiritual light, and his originally dim spiritual roots were now shining brightly, like the brightest stars in the night sky.
Strange runes appeared around his body, like a layer of flowing light armor, wrapping him up.
This rune is mysterious, exuding an ancient and powerful aura, and faintly echoes the patterns on the inner wall of the cave.
strength!
Unprecedented power!
Feng Ziang felt the spiritual power surging in his body, as if a giant dragon that had been dormant for a long time had finally awakened, roaring and trying to break free from all restraints.
He threw a punch excitedly without using any magic. He used pure physical strength mixed with spiritual power to smash hard on the hard wall of the cave.
"Boom!" There was a loud noise and gravel flew everywhere.
The originally indestructible cave wall was actually hit to create a bottomless pit!
Chu Kuang was pacing anxiously outside the cave, listening to the strange noises coming from inside the cave from time to time, and felt increasingly uneasy.
He originally thought that Feng Ziang was doomed to die, but these successive incidents made him begin to doubt his own judgment.
Could it be that the boy found some treasure in there?
When he thought of this possibility, Chu Kuang's greed began to stir again.
At this moment, a figure slowly walked out of the cave.
It’s Feng Ziang!
He was unharmed, with runes flickering all over his body, like a god from heaven, emitting a chilling aura of pressure.
Chu Kuang and the rest of the casual cultivators were stunned. They had never seen such a powerful aura emanating from a cultivator in the early stages of Qi Refining.
“You…you…” Chu Kuang pointed at Feng Ziang, stammering and unable to speak.
The long sword in his hand trembled unconsciously and he couldn't hold it steadily.
Feng Ziang sneered, his eyes were as cold as a knife, and he said slowly: "Why, are you surprised?"
Feng Ziang's figure flashed, and he appeared in front of a casual cultivator like a ghost, and punched him!
The casual cultivator didn't even have time to react before he was blown away by the powerful spiritual power. He fell heavily to the ground, spitting blood from his mouth and fainted.
Upon seeing this, other wandering cultivators took out their magical weapons and attacked Feng Ziang.
There were flashes of swords and shadows of sabers, and spiritual power was everywhere. For a moment, the outside of the cave was bustling with activity.
Feng Ziang was not afraid at all. He was agile and nimbly dodged the attacks while punching back continuously.
His newfound abilities allowed him to control spiritual energy more easily. Each attack was filled with powerful force. The casual cultivators were no match for him and were knocked to the ground one after another.
Chu Kuang's face darkened when he saw this. He knew he could no longer stand idly by.
He formed seals with his hands and muttered something. A sharp spiritual blade appeared out of thin air and flew towards Feng Ziang with a sharp sound of breaking through the air.
This spiritual blade is his trump card, and it is so powerful that even a cultivator in the early stages of foundation building would not dare to take it head-on.
Feng Ziang was not panicked at all when facing this powerful spiritual blade.
He took a deep breath, mobilized the surging spiritual power in his body, madly absorbed the surrounding spiritual energy into his body, and then condensed it into a huge spiritual power ball.
The spiritual power ball emits dazzling light, like a small sun.
He threw the spirit ball hard towards the spirit blade.
"Bang!"
With a deafening sound, the spirit ball and the spirit blade collided with each other, causing an earth-shaking energy wave.
The surrounding trees were uprooted by this powerful force, and the ground shook violently as if an earthquake had occurred.
Chu Kuang was shocked by this force and retreated repeatedly. His face turned pale and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
But Feng Ziang stood firmly in the same place, without moving a muscle, like a towering mountain.
After Chu Kuang stabilized his body, he took out a piece of
After Chu Kuang stabilized his body, he took out a pitch-black long sword from his storage bag.
The blade was glowing blood-red, and a frightening murderous aura spread out. The surrounding cultivators retreated one after another, their eyes filled with fear.
This is actually a top-grade magical weapon - the Soul-Devouring Sword!
Even Feng Ziang couldn't help but feel a little bit of pressure. He had heard of the reputation of the Soul-Devouring Sword long ago. It was said that it had drunk the blood of hundreds of cultivators. The blade carried a murderous aura and was extremely powerful.
"Boy, you have some skills to force me to use the Soul-Devouring Sword." Chu Kuang laughed, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, "But, that's all!" He held the sword in both hands, raised it high, and the blade was shining with blood, as if a bloodthirsty beast was about to wake up.
However, Feng Ziang did not back down. Instead, a scornful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"You think you can hurt me with this broken sword?" He once again mobilized the special spiritual roots in his body, and an even stronger suction force burst out.
The surrounding spiritual energy surged into his body like a tide, and was then poured into the ground beneath his feet.
In an instant, the ground shook, and countless emerald green vines broke out of the ground, like spirit snakes, and entangled towards Chu Kuang and those wandering cultivators.
These vines are not ordinary plants, but are condensed from pure spiritual energy. They are extremely tough and contain powerful spiritual power.
Chu Kuang wielded the Soul-Devouring Sword, trying to cut through the vines, but found that when the blade hit them, it only produced a splash of green light and was unable to cut through them at all.
The vines grew more and more numerous and thicker, and soon surrounded Chu Kuang and his men, making them unable to move.
Chu Kuang's face changed drastically. He never thought that Feng Ziang had such a strange method.
He was entangled in vines, like a prey caught in a spider web. He could only watch helplessly as he was bound tighter and tighter.
Feng Ziang looked at the trapped Chu Kuang, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
He slowly raised his right hand, and in his palm, a ball of dazzling white light was gathering...
"It's over," he said softly.
The white light suddenly exploded and turned into spots of light all over the sky, but it did not attack Chu Kuang, but merged into the green vines around him.
The vines suddenly glowed brighter and tightened even more.
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