From a loser to an immortal sage

Chapter 286 Xiao Yao Faces New Danger: A Shocking Change on the Battlefield

It was shaking violently, as if it would collapse at any moment.

Wen Chen's expression also turned serious.

"Oh no, this place is going to collapse!"

He grabbed my hand and flew away quickly into the distance.

As we flew into the air and looked back, we saw that the mountain peak, finally unable to withstand the pressure, collapsed with a roar, kicking up clouds of dust.

When the dust settled, a huge, deep pit was revealed.

But at that moment, something unexpected happened!

The once clear sky suddenly turned gloomy.

Dark clouds gathered, lightning flashed and thunder roared, as if the end of the world was approaching.

A mysterious and powerful force surged in the shadows, so oppressive that I could hardly breathe.

A strong sense of unease rose within me, and I instinctively tightened my grip on Wen Chen's hand.

"What happened?" My voice trembled slightly.

He stared intently at the sky and said in a deep voice, "This power... is evil."

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a black bolt of lightning descended from the sky and struck us.

"Watch out!" Wen Chen shouted, shielding me behind him and simultaneously unleashing a burst of spiritual energy to block the black lightning.

However, the power of that black lightning was unexpectedly strong.

Even Wen Chen's full-force attack only slightly blocked it.

The black lightning continued its relentless advance, striking Wen Chen hard.

"Wen Chen!" I exclaimed and quickly helped him up.

Wen Chen groaned, and a trickle of blood escaped from the corner of his mouth.

"I'm fine." He shook his head, his face somewhat pale.

However, before we could even catch our breath, more black lightning bolts descended from the sky and struck us.

We couldn't dodge in time and were struck by lightning, which sent a sharp pain through our bodies.

I felt as if my body was being torn apart, and the pain was unbearable.

The surrounding air seemed to be scorched, filled with a pungent smell.

I forced myself to endure the pain and looked at Wen Chen.

His face turned deathly pale, and blood kept gushing from the corner of his mouth.

"Yao'er..." His voice was weak and feeble, "Go quickly..."

I gritted my teeth as waves of excruciating pain washed over me, as if to tear me to pieces.

I stared intently at Wen Chen. He was swaying slightly as he tried to protect me, and the blood at the corner of his mouth was a shocking sight.

"Wen Chen, how are you?" My voice was trembling with tears. I wanted to reach out to help him, but he stopped me.

He forced a smile, but his eyes were more serious than ever before: "Don't come any closer, these lightning bolts... are unusual."

The next moment, Wen Chen's body erupted with dazzling golden light, and powerful spiritual energy surrounded him, like a golden shield that firmly protected us.

His hands moved swiftly, forming hand seals, and mysterious runes danced at his fingertips as if they were alive.

"Burning Heaven Technique!" he shouted, and a huge fire dragon rose from behind him, carrying a world-destroying aura, and rushed towards the black lightning.

Flames collided with black lightning, creating a deafening explosion that sent dust flying.

However, the black lightning seemed endless, constantly falling from the dark clouds. Even when burned to ashes by the Heaven-Burning Technique, it would instantly reform.

Wen Chen's face grew paler and paler, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

I could feel the intense depletion of his spiritual energy; he was starting to struggle.

The surrounding space began to distort, as if being kneaded by an invisible hand, causing waves of dizziness.

Some of the cultivators who had been watching the battle also showed worried expressions.

They whispered among themselves, their words filled with unease.

My gaze didn't linger on Wen Chen; instead, I tried hard to discern the source of this mysterious power.

I squinted and carefully observed the thick, dark cloud in the sky.

Those black lightning bolts were not without origin; they seemed to originate from the center of the dark clouds, where some unknown power appeared to be hidden.

"Xiao Yao, what are you standing there for!" someone shouted anxiously. "Hurry up and help!"

I ignored them and continued to concentrate on observing the changes in the dark clouds.

This force was unlike any I had ever encountered before; it carried an extremely strong sense of oppression, yet also an indescribable sense of familiarity.

What exactly is it?

Where does this force come from?

My unusual behavior attracted the attention of some people, who looked puzzled and didn't understand why I didn't immediately join the battle but chose to stand aside and watch.

An atmosphere of curiosity spread across the ancient battlefield, like a pervasive mist.

"Yao'er, be careful!" Wen Chen's voice interrupted my thoughts.

I looked up and saw him struggling to fend off the black lightning, the golden light around him dimming considerably.

"I think... I understand," I murmured to myself.

"You..." Wen Chen was about to say something, but was rendered speechless by more black lightning, and a painful expression appeared on his face.

I suddenly looked up and stared intently at the churning dark cloud, my heart pounding.

I sensed that the feeling of familiarity didn't come from the power itself, but from...

fear.

Yes, it's fear!

This force is devouring everything around it, including fear, and using it to grow stronger.

And I actually smelled a trace of the ancient aura of the beginning of chaos in its aura!

A scene suddenly flashed through my mind—the secret the spirit of the ancient artifact told me when I obtained it: this artifact possesses the power to purify all the filth in the world.

And isn't this mysterious black power the ultimate form of filth?

I took a deep breath and suppressed all my fear and anxiety.

In my eyes, a raging fire ignited—confidence, hope, and an unwavering determination!

I slowly raised my hands, palms facing upwards, and the ancient magic weapon that lay quietly in my dantian began to resonate.

At my call, it slowly rose and hovered above my head.

The magical artifact was crystal clear and emitted a soft light, like the most dazzling star in the night sky.

I felt a powerful force surging into my body from the magic weapon, flowing through my blood, and every cell was cheering with joy.

I closed my eyes and poured all my spiritual power into the magic weapon.

The magic weapon's light grew brighter and brighter, eventually transforming into a dazzling pillar of light that shot straight into the sky!

"boom--"

A deafening roar shook the heavens and the earth.

The beam of light collided with the core of the dark cloud, emitting a blinding light that seemed to illuminate the entire world.

I felt a powerful recoil force coming towards me, and my body involuntarily took a few steps back, but my gaze remained firm and unwavering.

As the light faded, a huge hole appeared at the core of the dark cloud, and the mysterious power was dissipating at a visible speed.

I made it!

I opened my eyes and looked at Wen Chen.

He was standing not far away, a satisfied smile on his lips.

I walked toward him, and he opened his arms and hugged me tightly.

“Yao’er…” His voice was low and hoarse, carrying a hint of relief at surviving a disaster.

I buried my head in his chest, feeling the warmth emanating from him, and my heart was filled with peace and joy.

“It’s alright…” I said softly.

However, at that moment... I felt a strange fluctuation at my fingertips.

Wen Chen's embrace was warm and safe, but the strange fluctuation at his fingertips made me feel as if I had fallen into an ice cave.

The feeling was like being stared at by a venomous snake—cold, slippery, and terrifying.

I shoved Wen Chen away and looked up at the sky. The dark clouds that had dissipated were gathering again, thicker and more gloomy than before, as if they were about to swallow the whole world.

"Oh no!" I exclaimed. An even stronger sense of oppression than before swept over me, making the air seem to freeze and making it hard to breathe.

"What's going on?" Wen Chen also noticed something was wrong, and his expression changed drastically.

Before we could react, countless black lightning bolts suddenly erupted from the dark cloud, thicker and more violent than the previous ones, crashing down on us with a world-destroying force.

"Get out of the way!" Wen Chen shouted, pulling me back quickly.

boom! boom! boom!

Black lightning struck continuously, blasting huge craters into the ground and destroying everything around it. The once stable space began to twist and break violently, emitting a teeth-grinding "crackling" sound.

My heart was pounding, the deafening explosions were ringing in my ears, and blinding lightning and flying debris filled the air. The smell of burning food was nauseating.

Wen Chen's expression also became extremely solemn. The golden light around him shone again, forming a protective barrier around us. However, even so, the large number of black lightning bolts that struck us were still unstoppable.

When a particularly powerful bolt of lightning struck him, he let out a painful groan, and I could feel his body trembling.

"Yao'er, you must go!" Wen Chen's voice was hoarse, but with a hint of determination. "I'll hold them off!"

"No! We'll go together!" I grabbed his hand tightly and refused to let go.

Just then, I felt an even more powerful force erupting from the center of the dark clouds.

That power, like the roar of an ancient behemoth, shook the heavens and earth, and made people's hearts tremble.

I looked up and saw a huge vortex at the heart of the dark clouds, with a ball of pitch-black light at its center, as if it were about to suck everything in.

"What is that..." I murmured to myself, my heart filled with fear and confusion.

"Watch out!" Wen Chen suddenly pushed me aside and rushed towards the ball of black light.

"Wen Chen! No!" I cried out, trying to stop him, but it was too late.

Wen Chen's figure was instantly swallowed by the black light and disappeared.

My heart felt as if it were being gripped tightly by an invisible hand, causing unbearable pain.

“Wen Chen…” I reached out my hand, trembling, wanting to grab him, but I grasped nothing.

Just then, I heard a voice coming from the center of the vortex. The voice was deep and hoarse, with a hint of mockery:

"You finally came……"