klisemfg Chapter 160 Losing control
Chapter 160 Losing control
"Boy, do you think you can control the spiritual veins like this?" An ancient and majestic voice echoed in Zhuang Yu's ears, like a great bell, making his blood surge.
Zhuang Yu groaned, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, but there was no panic in his eyes, only a deeper and more focused look.
The surrounding clamor, the terrified cries of the Lingxiao Sect disciples, Tian Yuanzi's greedy panting, and even Wang Yao's concerned whispers all seemed to be shut out by an invisible barrier.
His world consisted only of the ancient spiritual vein core before him and his rapidly working thoughts.
Time seemed to stand still at that moment, and only Zhuang Yu's heartbeat could be clearly heard.
He understood that a head-on confrontation was not the best strategy, and that the power contained in this last line of defense far exceeded his imagination.
He needed to find a different approach and discover the weakness in this ancient defense.
Suddenly, a bold idea struck him.
Instead of directly confronting this force, he gently placed his palm on the outside of the spiritual vein's core, slowly guiding a portion of its energy outwards.
This energy, like a wild horse, surged along the trajectory set by Zhuang Yu towards the various forces engaged in a chaotic battle in the distance.
With a deafening roar, the dissipated spiritual energy exploded like a shattered galaxy at the center of chaos.
Tian Yuanzi and his group, who were originally in a bloodthirsty frenzy, were caught off guard and scattered by the sudden energy.
"What happened?!" Tian Yuanzi scrambled to his feet, staring in horror at the direction of the spiritual vein.
He originally thought that Zhuang Yu was about to completely control the spiritual veins, and that he could take the opportunity to get a share of the profits, but he did not expect such a change to happen.
Elder Feng, the leader of the Lingxiao Sect, suddenly changed his expression. He sensed the violence and destructiveness of this energy and felt a strong sense of unease.
"Get out of here! This spiritual vein is about to get out of control!" he roared, and took the lead in fleeing into the distance.
The other Lingxiao Sect disciples were also terrified, abandoning their armor and fleeing in all directions.
The fierce battle instantly crumbled, leaving only fleeing figures and cries of alarm.
Zhuang Yu watched this scene, a faint smile appearing on his lips.
This chaos is exactly what he wants.
He needs time, he needs an opportunity, to break through this last defense.
He took a deep breath, refocusing his attention on the core of the spiritual vein, and murmured to himself, "Now, it's your turn..." He slowly raised his hand, and an ancient and mysterious rune appeared in his palm, emitting a faint golden light...
The ancient runes emitted a dazzling golden light, illuminating the entire valley like a small sun.
The runes slowly rotated, perfectly fitting into Zhuang Yu's palm. A strange energy fluctuation emanated from his body, resonating with the core of the spiritual vein.
Zhuang Yu felt a powerful force surge into his body. The ancient techniques he had learned in the mysterious space activated on their own, transforming this violent energy into pure spiritual power.
His entire body shone brightly, and his robes fluttered and rustled even without wind, making him look like a god descending to earth.
"Om-"
The core of the spiritual vein emitted a deep hum, as if responding to Zhuang Yu's call.
The powerful spiritual energy surged like a raging tide, relentlessly rushing towards the final defenses of the spiritual vein.
That seemingly indestructible defense was as fragile as paper in the face of this force, and was instantly breached.
A surge of pure spiritual energy flowed into Zhuang Yu's body without reservation.
He felt as if his meridians were being pierced by thousands of needles, and the intense pain almost made him faint.
But he gritted his teeth, enduring the excruciating pain, and guided the powerful force to flow throughout his body.
The surrounding valleys were illuminated by this power as if it were daytime, the dazzling light so bright that people couldn't open their eyes.
The remaining disciples of the Lingxiao Sect covered their eyes with their hands, watching this scene in horror.
They had never seen such power before, and their hearts were filled with awe and fear.
"Impossible! How could this kid possibly control the spiritual vein?!" Tian Yuanzi was unwilling to accept defeat. His eyes were bloodshot, and he rushed towards Zhuang Yu without regard for anything.
"Overestimating yourself." Zhuang Yu snorted coldly. He didn't even look at Tian Yuanzi directly, but just waved his hand casually.
An invisible force sent Tian Yuanzi flying. He crashed to the ground like a kite with a broken string, spitting out blood.
Seeing this, the other forces all gasped in shock and dared not make any further moves.
Their eyes were filled with awe and fear as they looked at Zhuang Yu.
Zhuang Yu slowly opened his eyes, which shimmered with golden light, like two burning stars.
He felt the surging spiritual power in his body and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"This, is this what it feels like to control the spiritual veins..." he murmured to himself, a powerful sense of strength welling up within him.
Suddenly, he frowned...
Zhuang Yu's body trembled violently, and the power of his spiritual veins surged through his body like a raging river.
His meridians felt as if they were being pierced by countless steel needles, and every inch of his skin was burning. The intense pain made it almost impossible for him to breathe.
Large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, soaking his clothes, but he still clenched his teeth and refused to utter a groan.
He understood that success or failure hinged on this moment, and he had to persevere.
His consciousness gradually blurred, and the world before his eyes became a chaotic mess.
He felt as if he were in a sea of fire, with raging flames licking his body and burning his soul.
He could feel his meridians constantly expanding, tearing, and reorganizing, each transformation accompanied by unbearable pain.
But at the same time, he also felt an unprecedentedly powerful force brewing within his body.
This power was as vast as the sea and as majestic as a mountain, filling him with immense excitement and exhilaration.
He knew that as long as he could get through this ordeal, he would be able to completely control this power and become a true strongman.
He clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug deep into his flesh, and blood flowed down between his fingers.
He gritted his teeth and let out a low growl, venting all his pain and resentment.
"Zhuang Yu!" An anxious call startled him from his daze.
He opened his eyes and saw Wang Yao looking at him with a worried expression.
"I...I'm fine." Zhuang Yu forced a smile despite the pain.
Wang Yao's eyes welled up with tears. She hugged Zhuang Yu tightly, buried her head in his chest, and felt his strong heartbeat.
"That's wonderful, you did it!" Her voice choked with emotion, filled with joy and admiration.
Zhuang Yu gently stroked Wang Yao's hair, his heart filled with happiness and contentment.
He felt Wang Yao's love and warmth, and all his pain and exhaustion vanished.
He raised his head, looked up at the sky, and his eyes shone with confidence.
He knew that from this moment on, he would no longer be that grassroots boy who was bullied by everyone; he would become the master of this world.
Suddenly, he frowned, sensing an unusual aura...
"Yao'er, can you smell something...?"
Zhuang Yu slowly raised his hand, his palm gleaming with golden light, and ancient runes danced on his fingertips as if they were alive.
He gently placed his palm on the core of the spiritual vein, and a mysterious power surged from his body, resonating with the spiritual vein.
The entire valley trembled, and the ground seemed to be breathing, undulating violently.
The core of the spiritual vein burst forth with dazzling light, like a giant sun illuminating the entire world.
Countless streams of spiritual energy surged forth from the spiritual veins like a rushing river, converging on Zhuang Yu's body and making him appear as if he were a god descending to earth.
As Zhuang Yu felt the surging power within him, he slowly closed his eyes, immersing his consciousness into his spiritual veins to begin the final fusion.
His divine sense seemed to transform into an invisible giant hand, tightly grasping the core of the spiritual vein.
He imprinted his sect's mark on the spiritual vein, as if planting a flag on his own territory.
From this moment on, this spiritual vein will completely belong to his sect and become a powerful support for his sect.
As the fusion deepened, the connection between the spiritual vein and Zhuang Yu became increasingly close. He felt as if he had become the master of this spiritual vein, able to mobilize its power at will.
He could sense the immense energy contained within the spiritual veins, a terrifying power capable of destroying heaven and earth.
After a long while, he slowly opened his eyes, and the golden light in his eyes was so real that it illuminated the entire valley.
His aura became deeper and more powerful, like a peerless sword just unsheathed, its sharpness fully revealed, making people dare not look directly at it.
He slowly raised his head, his gaze sweeping over the surroundings. The various forces that had been so aggressive just moments before now looked like wilted eggplants, bowing their heads in submission.
They were intimidated by the powerful aura emanating from Zhuang Yu and dared not make any further moves.
"From this day forward, this spiritual vein belongs to my sect." Zhuang Yu's voice echoed through the valley like thunder.
His voice wasn't loud, but it was filled with undeniable authority and domineering presence, making everyone who heard it tremble with fear.
The valley was silent; everyone was awestruck by Zhuang Yu's power.
They knew that from this moment on, this land would welcome a new overlord.
"Zhuang Yu, you're amazing!" Wang Yao excitedly ran to Zhuang Yu's side and tightly grasped his hand.
"This is all thanks to Yao'er." Zhuang Yu smiled as he looked at Wang Yao.
Just as he was enjoying the joy of victory, a strange aura suddenly entered his senses.
He frowned slightly; the intense aura emanating from this man made him feel somewhat uneasy.
"Yao'er, can you smell a...?" Zhuang Yu's words were cut short as he stared into the distance, his gaze deep and unfathomable.