Chapter 68 - Immortal-killing Spear
Uncle Chen's withered hands slowly tightened around the worn broom. He raised the tip of the broom, no longer casually, but with a gravedigger's focus and cold murderous intent, pointing it at the blood dripping from the dragon's brow.
Buzz——!!!
The entire massive underground cavity was trembling! The ancient dragon skeleton's violent dragon-killing force field, powerful enough to crush a god, was like being grasped tightly by an invisible giant hand!
The madly swirling evil hurricane suddenly stopped, emitting a piercing whine! The two balls of dark red evil fire within the dragon's skull swayed violently, like a candle in the wind, and the resentful roar was abruptly strangled in its invisible throat!
Uncle Chen's hunched figure seemed as small as dust in front of the majestic dragon skeleton. But his cloudy eyes, filled with the cold disgust of someone digging up a grave and examining a decaying corpse, were fixed on the dripping blood.
That gaze was colder than the tip of the Immortal-Slaying Spear, deeper than the venom of the Ancient Dragon Soul. It was as if all the filth in the world had been condensed into that one spot of tainted blood, becoming the target he must cleanse.
This sudden absolute suppression from the personal level is like putting a heavy lid on a boiling oil pot!
The dark golden dragon shadow around Chu Linyuan, which had nearly drained him dry, let out an unwilling wail and instantly disintegrated! The terrifying suction force that had been frantically draining his life force suddenly disappeared! He felt as if all his bones had been pulled out, his body suddenly softened, and he fell heavily to one knee! The Frost Silence Sword fell from his hand with a clang, sticking diagonally into the dark red lava ground. The sword's light dimmed, and the dragon-shaped evil pattern also dormant, leaving only a subtle golden mark.
"Cough... cough cough!" Chu Linyuan coughed violently, and large mouthfuls of ice-blue blood foam mixed with internal organ fragments spurted out, splashing on the hot rocks, making a "sizzling" sound.
The blazing golden dragon pattern on his cheek quickly dimmed like the receding tide, leaving only a burning pain and a weakness that penetrated deep into his bones.
"Senior Brother!" Xie Zhao struggled to raise his head and clearly saw the almost collapsed life fire and dried-up and broken meridians in Chu Linyuan's body. His heart and courage were broken!
He didn't care about the severe pain that felt like his soul was being torn apart. The Jinghong Talisman Pen burst out with the last bit of weak golden light and stabbed it fiercely into his heart!
Another stream of pale golden talisman blood, far purer than before, imbued with the rich essence of life and the true meaning of the talisman path, shot out! This time, the color of the blood was even lighter, almost transparent, and carried a tragic feeling of burning the soul!
The blood mist did not attack the dragon skeleton, but quickly outlined and condensed in the air!
"I will transform my remaining soul into a guiding talisman! The blood talisman will lead the soul back to the abyss!" Xie Zhao's voice was as hoarse as a broken bellows, and every word was accompanied by the crackling sound of a burning soul!
The rune, composed of pale gold, nearly transparent blood, took shape instantly! The rune was extremely simple, even a little twisted, yet it exuded an incomparably pure, unwavering will to "guide" and "connect"! Like a flaming meteor, it ignored the sticky and terrifying Dragon Evil Force Field, still suppressed by Uncle Chen, and shot with uncanny precision towards the Frost Silence Sword, which was stuck diagonally in the ground!
The Frost Silence Sword emitted a faint humming sound! Like a drowning man grasping at a last straw! Xie Zhao's talisman blood served as a fuse, instantly igniting the last trace of the Dragon Evil lurking within the sword! A dark golden light, as condensed as a strand of hair, yet carrying an aura of resolute annihilation, suddenly shot out from the tip of the Frost Silence Sword. Like a bridge spanning time and space, it ignored the barriers of space and connected with incredible precision—the tip of the Immortal-Slaying Spear, deeply embedded in the Dragon Skeleton's brow!
Boom——!!!
The moment the connection was established, the entire underground cavity seemed to be plunged into billions of thunders!
The ancient dragon skeleton, forcibly suppressed by Uncle Chen, let out a silent roar that was even more frantic and resentful! The tip of the immortal-killing spear, which had been silent for a thousand years, suddenly burst out with a chaotic dark golden light that pierced through the eternal darkness!
Countless dim ancient runes on the spear's body lit up one by one like ignited stars! A terrifying will that was pure to the extreme, cold enough to freeze the soul, and as if born only for "killing and annihilation" flowed along the dark golden bridge, like a galaxy bursting its dam, and poured into Chu Linyuan's body!
“Ugh—!!!”
Chu Linyuan cried out in pain, seemingly unable to bear it any longer! His body instantly stretched like a fully drawn bow! Dark golden light gushed out from all his orifices and pores! His formerly shrunken body expanded and tore apart as if inflated! Spiderweb-like bloodstains covered the surface of his skin, and icy blue blood mixed with dark golden light splattered!
This was no longer a gentle call, nor was it a one-sided plunder! This was the violent infusion of the Immortal-Slaying Spear's most fundamental power, forcibly awakened after a thousand years of silence!
It was the curse of resentment that had pinned the ancient dragon skeleton for ten thousand years! It was a torrent of destruction capable of instantly bursting, tearing apart, and annihilating any body not born with "heaven's will"!
Chu Linyuan's sea of consciousness felt like it was being pierced by millions of red-hot steel needles! The cold will of destruction and the scorching dragon soul's venom tore at his soul like crazy!
Every inch of his meridians wailed and shattered! The drained evil spirit core within his dantian was like a dry riverbed encountering a world-destroying tsunami, instantly submerged and shattered by the raging dark gold torrent!
"Hold on! Ice!" Luo Hongyi's eyes were bloodshot. She endured the excruciating pain in her meridians and fished out a pitch-black jade bottle from the depths of her bag, emitting an ominous aura! The bottle was engraved with twisted poisonous patterns. It was her most precious life-saving item—"Nine Nether Soul-Snatching Powder"!
This poison was incredibly powerful, capable of instantly freezing the flow of spiritual energy, but it could also kill Chu Linyuan outright! At this moment, she actually wanted to use this poison to "freeze" the violent backflow of the Immortal-Slaying Spear Intent!
"Don't move!" Tie Niu's huge body suddenly blocked in front of Luo Hongyi. The torn wound on his back was still oozing blood mixed with dark green and bronze, but his eyes were extremely clear, "That light... can't be touched!" His psychic intuition told him that any external force intervening at this moment might cause Chu Linyuan to explode and die instantly!
"Brother! Guide it! Refine it! That's your gun!" Xie Zhao's voice was like a cuckoo crying blood. He lay on the scorching ground, looking at Chu Linyuan's figure struggling painfully in the dark gold torrent, looking at the almost invisible gray-red tassels, and the blood talisman drawn by the burning residual soul that was tightly maintaining the fragile connection, "Think about Guixu! Think about... us!" He almost roared out the last two words, with a tearful plea and unquestionable trust!
"Power of will! Protect the soul of the eldest brother!" Su Tang burst into tears, pressing the photo stone tightly against her chest. Her psychic eyes shone to the extreme, guiding all the beliefs and prayers that she could sense from the distant starry sky, turning them into layers of golden halos that were as thin as cicada wings but extremely tough, trying to wrap up Chu Linyuan's soul that was being torn apart madly!
The white deer held the Moon-Eating Rabbit, which was curled up in pain due to swallowing too much dragon evil, and he himself was in extreme pain because their souls were connected.
Her clear eyes were filled with fear, terror and self-blame. She shouted silently with all her might in the direction of Chu Linyuan.
Just when Chu Linyuan’s body was about to burst and his soul was about to be completely torn apart!
Deep in his bloodshot pupils that were almost swallowed by the dark golden light, a cold will belonging to "Chu Linyuan" suddenly lit up like a cold star struggling in a world-destroying storm!
Guixu! The gravel square! The crooked doorframe! Luo Hongyi's sharp tongue! Tie Niu's silly grin! Su Tang's screams! Xiaolu's quietness! Tutu's gluttony! Xie Zhao's incessant chatter... and... beneath that red tassel, someone's forced laughter, anger, and curses, secretly draining their heart and blood...
These images, like the strongest anchor chains, firmly pinned down his soul that was about to sink!
"roar--!!!"
A roar, emanating from the deepest depths of his soul, a blend of dragon's roar and sword's cry, erupted from Chu Linyuan's throat! He suddenly raised his bloodied, twisted hands. Instead of resisting, he fiercely and firmly grasped the dark golden bridge connected to the tip of the Immortal Slayer Spear! It was like grabbing a raging evil dragon!
Use your body as a sheath and your soul as a guide!
Use the dragon's evil as fuel! Burn my remains!
Boom——!!!
The broken evil spirit core in his body was not completely annihilated under the violent impact of the Immortal-killing Spear. Instead, it erupted with unprecedented devouring power like a lit powder keg!
The dragon pattern from his right arm to his cheek once again erupted with blinding golden light! This time, the golden light was no longer simply the power of the dragon's evil spirit, but was blended with the cold and murderous spear intent, transforming into countless tiny, chain-like dark golden runes, frantically entwining, converging, and refining the backflowing torrent of destruction!
The cracks on his body stopped spurting blood and instead began to heal, covered by a thin layer of chaotic energy flowing with a dark gold and icy blue sheen! Under the violent force, his dried-up meridians groaned like a river channel violently opened up, yet they frantically reshaped themselves on the brink of destruction and rebirth!
The pain was still piercing, but Chu Linyuan's eyes gradually shifted from the confusion of near-death to a chilling coldness and focus that made one's heart palpitate! It was an indifference to pain, a taming of destruction, and a conquest of the tip of the Immortal-Slaying Spear!
He slowly and with great difficulty straightened his spine again in the violent energy storm!
Despite the bone-shattering pain with every step, he stood up! A light interwoven with dark gold and icy blue flowed around him, as if he were wearing a battle armor woven from destruction and rebirth!
He slowly raised his bloody hand and grabbed the Frost Sword that was inserted diagonally into the ground!
The Frost Silence Sword trembled violently, rising in response, transforming into a stream of light and falling into his hand! The dragon-shaped evil pattern on the sword blade completely came to life, dark golden runes flowing across the dragon pattern, exuding an aura of murderous destruction even more ferocious and colder than before!
Chu Linyuan stood with a sword in his hand, his cold gaze piercing through the violent energy turbulence, like two freshly tempered immortal-killing spears, locking onto the spear tip at the center of the dragon skeleton's eyebrows that was emitting chaotic dark golden light!
His voice, with the rustling sound of flesh being reshaped and the cold, dead silence of a tempered soul, resounded through the void like a declaration:
"Dangguixu!"
The moment he finished speaking, the Frost Sword in his hand, which was integrated with the initial refined spear intent, was stabbed at the center of the dragon skeleton's eyebrows, at the place where the dirty blood was dripping, and at the awakened body of the Immortal-Slaying Spear!
There were no fancy moves, only an unwavering determination! A spear beam, condensed to the extreme, entwined with dark golden dragon shadows and annihilation runes, tore through the sticky dragon evil force field, and with the will to bury the heavens, fiercely stabbed at the target!
The target is not the remaining soul of the dragon.
But it was that piece of gun...that belonged to him!
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