Mainland Martial Arts

Chapter 256: The flaws of the Yin-Yang Qi Transformation Method

In the real world of martial arts, the atmosphere seemed particularly heavy and oppressive. Lin Feng was still trapped in the icicle extending from the pit. The icicle was like a cage forged of cold and despair, locking him tightly. The icicle exuded a biting cold, and wisps of cold air continuously emanated from it, forming a thick layer of white mist around him.

The mist seemed alive, flowing slowly and enveloping Lin Feng's body, making him look like an ancient warrior trapped in ice and snow. The Star Blade lay embedded in the ground nearby, emitting a soft glow. That light was like a ray of hope lingering in the darkness, yet it seemed somewhat powerless. It seemed to be struggling to break free from the cold and awaken its trapped master.

Several days had passed, yet the ice seemed to possess an eternal life, showing no sign of melting. Lin Feng lay trapped within the icicle, his expression frozen in the steely determination of battle. His eyebrows raised slightly, his eyes gleaming with an unyielding resolve, as if his soul would not yield even if trapped forever. His hair had been frozen into strange shapes by the icicle, and his clothing, coated in ice, resembled a layer of icy armor.

Not far away, the ice on Xu Tian, ​​once frozen like a sculpture, began to melt. Melted water dripped down his body, forming a small puddle at his feet. The sound of the falling water was remarkably clear in the silence, like the ticking of a clock, measuring the passage of time. However, due to the severe injuries he had sustained earlier, Xu Tian fell unconscious after the ice completely melted.

His face was as pale as winter snow, devoid of a trace of blood. His body lay limp on the ground, lifeless like a windblown leaf. His lips were chapped, and his breathing was so weak it was barely perceptible, as if it could cease at any moment. Silence reigned, the only sound echoing in the empty air as the ice melted. No one seemed to notice their plight. This battlefield seemed a forgotten corner of the world, with only two wounded soldiers left: one trapped, the other unconscious.

Suddenly, in the distance, two people stood quietly, their eyes fixed on the direction where Lin Feng was trapped. The man was wearing a light blue robe. The texture of the robe looked very fine, and it fluttered gently in the breeze, like flowing blue clouds. His robe was embroidered with some delicate patterns, which looked like ancient runes, exuding a mysterious aura. He had a handsome face, and his facial features were like carefully crafted works of art. His deep eyes revealed a calmness and wisdom, as if he could see through all the fog in the world. There was a hint of worry in his eyes, which was a worry for Lin Feng and also a worry for the future of this world. His eyebrows were slightly raised, as if he was thinking about something important. His lips were tightly closed, and the corners of his mouth were slightly turned down, showing his serious attitude at the moment.

The woman wore a long white dress that seemed woven from the purest snowflakes. The hem of her skirt swayed gently in the wind, like a dancing elf. Her dress also had a faint pattern, resembling flowers in the moonlight, emitting a soft glow. Her skin was as white as snow, her face as beautiful as a crescent moon, and her eyes sparkled with a lively light, like the brightest stars in the night sky. Her eyes held a look of concern and anticipation. She looked in the direction where Lin Feng was trapped, wondering how to rescue him. Her hair fell softly over her shoulders, occasionally a few strands lifted by the wind, fluttering gently in the breeze.

The man looked at Lin Feng's trapped state, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he were pondering something important. He shook his head slightly, a look of surprise and admiration in his eyes, and slowly said, "I didn't expect General Lin to become so much stronger." His voice was deep and magnetic, like the sound of an ancient bell echoing through a valley, and every word was filled with power. As he spoke, his eyes gleamed with a glint of recognition for Lin Feng's improved strength.

The woman nodded gently, a hint of admiration in her eyes. Her eyes curved slightly, beautiful as crescent moons, and she said, "Just as Master said, the Yin-Yang Qi Transformation Technique has no limits on him." Her voice was like a clear mountain spring, crisp and melodious, and particularly beautiful in the quiet environment. A faint smile adorned her face, a comfort that came from the master's accurate prediction.

The man crossed his arms over his chest, his expression growing serious. His brow furrowed slightly, his eyes etched with solemnity, as if recounting an ancient and solemn tale. "Indeed, the original Yin-Yang Qi Transformation Technique involves transferring one person's cultivation to another, transcending the limits of the human body. It not only stimulates potential but also enables breakthroughs, but it also has some fatal flaws." A flicker of regret flashed in his eyes, as if he felt helpless about this powerful yet dangerous technique. He leaned forward slightly, as if to emphasize the importance of what he was saying.

The woman sighed softly, a hint of sympathy and concern in her eyes as she added, "Even if the foundation is severely damaged, this is where we'll stop." Her gaze once again turned toward where Lin Feng was trapped, as if she was worried about his future. Her hands unconsciously clenched the hem of her skirt, revealing her inner uneasiness.

Hope rekindled in the man's eyes, a flame burning within them. He said firmly, "I never imagined General Lin would be so powerful as to stand up to Elder Jian. Just as Master said, he's the one who can change this world." His voice was filled with anticipation, as if he saw the future of the world resting in Lin Feng. His chest rose slightly, as if filled with confidence.

The woman raised her head slightly, gazing into the distance, her eyes filled with determination. She whispered, "Let's go! Let's rescue him. If we don't, this world will perish with him." Her voice, though soft, carried an undeniable resolve, like a clarion call to action in this silent world.

The two men, their minds in sync, knowing full well that time was running out, took a step forward simultaneously without hesitation. With each step, they seemed to channel all their strength into their feet, and the space around them seemed to distort slightly with their movement. Just before their two steps touched the ground, a dazzling flash of light and shadow flashed by, and they appeared instantly near Lin Feng, as if they had passed through a crack in time and space. The speed was beyond imagination, like a star streaking across the sky, leaving only a blur of light and shadow, truly like the legendary teleportation.