Mainland Martial Arts

Chapter 338 The Terrifying Power of Xu Tian

"Xu Tian, ​​are you okay?" Lin Feng asked loudly, his voice tinged with confusion and deep worry. He tried to elicit a response from Xu Tian, ​​clinging to a glimmer of hope, hoping that this was just a temporary blip from his Nine Yang Swallowing Essence Technique, or that he was under the influence of some mysterious force but still able to control himself. However, Xu Tian showed no reaction at all. It was as if his soul had been ripped out of him, completely lost in his own world. He remained in that same position, frantically absorbing Jian Cang's cultivation.

In Xu Tian's hands, Jian Cang's body withered at a terrifying pace. Jian Cang's once vibrant face quickly turned sallow, his skin gradually shrinking, clinging tightly to his bones. His eye sockets sunken, the light in his eyes rapidly fading, leaving only a hollow and dead silence. His body was like a dead tree drained of moisture, while his life force continuously flowed into Xu Tian's body.

As Jian Cang's vitality faded, Xu Tian's cultivation level soared like a rocket. His aura grew stronger and stronger, and the air around him trembled violently at his terrifyingly powerful aura, forming visible energy ripples that spread outward.

Soon, Xu Tian's cultivation level directly broke through to the realm of Grandmaster. The aura emanating from him was so powerful that it made people tremble with fear. The gloomy and oppressive feeling was even several times stronger than that of Jian Cang before. It was as if it was the demonic energy released from the Nine Nether Hell, causing the temperature around him to drop sharply.

Lin Feng keenly sensed the approaching danger, and he subconsciously tightened his grip on the Star Blade. As if sensing its master's nervousness, the Star Blade trembled slightly, its blade gleaming with a faint yet resilient light, as if conveying strength to Lin Feng, encouraging him to face the crisis before him. "Xu Tian, ​​can you hear me?" Lin Feng shouted again, his voice trembling with nervousness, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

However, Xu Tian still did not respond. Only when Jian Cang's body completely shrivelled up, turning into a lifeless corpse, did Xu Tian slowly loosen his grip on his neck. His movements were stiff and slow, and every joint made a "clicking" sound when it moved. The sound was particularly eerie and terrifying in the silent pit, as if the god of death was tolling the death knell. He slowly stood up, like a manipulated puppet, then slowly turned his head and looked at Lin Feng. His eyes were empty and lifeless, yet filled with endless murderous intent, like a soulless killing machine, cold and cruel, making people shudder.

Lin Feng was horrified when he saw Xu Tian's expression and physical condition. Xu Tian's face was extremely ferocious, his mouth stretched out in an exaggerated grin, revealing his sharp teeth. Saliva flowed down and dripped onto the ground, splashing blood flowers with a fishy smell. There was a dark purple spot on his heart. The spot was the size of a palm and as dark as the deepest night, as if it was the core of the dark power. From this spot, purple lines spread out in all directions, covering his entire body. Looking closely, those lines were like ancient evil spells, emitting a disgusting evil aura, as if telling of some kind of curse from hell. At this moment, Xu Tian was completely like being possessed by a demon, and had lost all his sanity.

Although Lin Feng held the Star Blade in his hand, his heart was deeply conflicted. He truly didn't want to point the blade at his former friend. He firmly believed Xu Tian was being controlled by some unknown, sinister force. "Xu Tian, ​​wake up! Xu Tian!" Lin Feng cried out, his voice echoing from the bottom of the pit, a tinge of desperate pleading. His eyes were filled with pain, and every cry was a cry against fate, hoping to wake Xu Tian and free him from this terrifying control.

However, Xu Tian remained unresponsive. He stood there silently, his eyes fixed on Lin Feng, as if Lin Feng were his only target, the one he must destroy. Lin Feng dared not relax for a moment. He knew that the Xu Tian before him was no longer the brother he had known. Now, Xu Tian was an extremely dangerous enemy. He adjusted his posture slightly, leaning forward, feet apart, and firmly taking a horse stance. He held the Star Blade across his body, assuming a defensive stance. His eyes were fixed on Xu Tian's every move, not missing a single subtle movement. Beads of sweat formed on his forehead, whether from tension, pain, or both.

Suddenly, Xu Tian's figure flashed and vanished in an instant. This sudden change startled Lin Feng, and he quickly focused all his attention, concentrating on sensing the movements around him. His heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and a strong sense of crisis surged through him like a tide. Before he could react, Xu Tian suddenly appeared behind him like a ghost. Xu Tian appeared at an astonishing speed, like a flash of purple lightning streaking through the void, bringing with him a gust of cold, eerie wind.

At the same time, Xu Tian raised his fist high, packing a terrifying force as he struck Lin Feng's back. This punch, imbued with Xu Tian's now unfathomable cultivation, sent a whistling, sharp, air-piercing sound, seemingly ripping the air around it into shreds. The force even caused the surrounding space to distort slightly. Chen Xin'er, standing at the edge of the pit, witnessed this scene and her face instantly turned pale as snow. Her eyes widened in terror, and she shouted with all her might, "Lin Feng, watch out!" Her voice was shrill and piercing with fear, tears welling in her eyes. She involuntarily leaned forward, wanting to rush down to help Lin Feng, but Chen Yu held her tightly.

At the same moment, Lin Feng sensed the deadly danger behind him. Without a second thought, relying on the instincts and reflexes cultivated through years of combat, he instantly rushed forward. He displayed exquisite agility, moving with the swiftness of a gust of wind, dodging Xu Tian's attack at the critical moment. His figure traced a blurry arc at the bottom of the pit, stirring up a cloud of dust. Then, he spun abruptly, landing firmly on his feet, raising a small cloud of dust. His eyes were filled with vigilance as he stared at Xu Tian intently. He gripped the Star Blade even tighter, and veins bulged on the back of his hand.

However, to Lin Feng's horror, Xu Tian clung to his side like an inescapable shadow. As he turned, he saw Xu Tian's hideous, terrifying face close at hand, his fist raised high in an attacking stance, ready to strike again. Lin Feng could clearly feel the overwhelming pressure emanating from Xu Tian's fist, the force bearing down like a mountain, threatening to crush him completely. Xu Tian's eyes held no trace of human emotion, only an endless desire to kill. His breathing was heavy and rapid, and each exhale carried a pungent, bloody scent that permeated the air and made Lin Feng feel nauseous.