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Chapter 128 The Outbreak of Desperation and Mysterious Aid

That ghostly claw was too fast.

It was so fast that even the air was compressed, producing a shrill, explosive sound.

Gu Shenyan felt like a fly trapped in amber.

Unable to move.

Everything around you slowed down dramatically in that instant.

Only that pitch-black, blood-smelling ghostly claw continued to grow larger in my field of vision.

The scent of death was like a bucket of ice water poured over my head.

"Warning! Lethal attack!"

"Warning! Protective aura damaged!"

In his mind's eye, the system's red alerts formed an almost straight line.

Gu Shenyan's pupils shrank to the size of pinpoints.

will die.

You really can die.

In this critical moment, the human instinct for survival overcame all fear.

"Accelerate your thinking, overclock!"

He let out a silent roar in his heart.

The "flawless" spiritual core that had been nurtured in the dantian seemed to sense its master's desperate situation and began to tremble wildly.

The "Dark Abyss" life fire erupted with a roar, not in a lukewarm way, but like a volcanic eruption, releasing its potential recklessly.

Gu Shenyan's body was moved three inches backward in a completely impossible situation.

It was those three inches that saved him from having his head crushed.

But that's not enough.

The ghost claw still locked onto his aura.

Gu Shenyan waved his hands like butterflies flitting among flowers.

He tossed out talismans one after another as if they were free.

Thick Earth Talisman.

Water Shield Talisman.

Golden Light Talisman.

There were even two extremely precious second-tier "Immovable Mountain Talismans".

This is all the savings he has accumulated over the past two months.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

A series of crisp cracking sounds rang out.

Those defensive talismans that were normally strong enough to withstand a full-force attack from a cultivator of the same level were as fragile as thin paper in front of that claw of a cultivator at the Forging Realm.

They couldn't even stop the opponent for a moment.

A sense of despair was spreading.

The demon's claws were already at his chest.

The malevolent energy had even pierced through his clothes, cutting fine, bloody gashes into the skin of his chest.

Just when Gu Shenyan thought he was doomed.

"Buzz"

A very faint yet incredibly clear trembling sound rang out from his arms.

Followed by.

A soft, azure light burst forth without warning.

That is a "hidden gem".

It was a wisp of true spirit left to him by that mysterious being named "Lan".

Blue light flowed and instantly condensed into a water shield the size of a palm, yet incredibly solid, in front of his chest.

The surface of the water tank shimmered, as if it contained the depths of the entire ocean.

"boom!"

The ghost claw slammed violently against the water shield.

The terrifying shockwave spread outwards, shattering the rocks on the ground.

It's blocked!

That unstoppable ghost claw was actually blocked for a moment by this thin layer of water!

But it was only for a moment.

"Click."

A heartbreaking, sharp crack.

The bead hidden in Gu Shenyan's arms was instantly covered with spiderweb-like cracks.

The azure light quickly dimmed, as if it had exhausted all its life force.

The water shield broke.

"what?"

The evil cultivator at the Forging Realm, who was suspended in mid-air, let out a surprised and doubtful sound.

Clearly, he hadn't expected that a mere Spirit Gathering Realm insect could withstand his fatal blow.

Even if it was only for a moment, it was enough to surprise him.

"That's interesting."

"Unfortunately, it's only somewhat interesting."

The evil cultivator's lips curled into a cruel smile.

His withered hand clenched in the air once more.

"Scatter the soul!"

The previously somewhat scattered ghostly claw phantom solidified once more, becoming even darker and more ferocious than before.

This time, nothing can save you.

Gu Shenyan was thrown backward by the enormous recoil force, spitting out blood.

But the light in his eyes did not dim in the slightest.

Instead, they became even more insane.

Under that extreme life-or-death pressure, his brain worked at its limit.

The data stream on the system panel flowed like a waterfall.

All our cards have been played.

No, there's one more.

A half-finished talisman that he originally used to study the properties of "water erosion".

That was a useless talisman.

But in Gu Shenyan's eyes at this moment, it was the only chance of survival.

"Water nourishes wood, it provides nourishment."

"But what if the water is poisonous, and the wood is poisonous?"

What if what is "born" is not opportunity, but "plunder"?

An extremely crazy idea flashed through his mind like lightning.

The Five Elements are mutually generating and mutually restraining.

Since the normal path is blocked, let's take the crooked path!

Gu Shenyan stared intently at the ghostly claw that was grabbing at him again.

Instead of retreating, he advanced!

He mobilized all the remaining spiritual energy in his body without reservation at this moment.

"Five Elements Overlapping Waves, Reversal!"

He roared inwardly.

The water-based spiritual energy that should have been gentle and refined was forcibly injected into the unfinished "Water Erosion Talisman" by him.

Not only that.

He also crammed in the trace of "water erosion" he had gleaned from the ancient talisman fragments, as well as the "wood element absorption" concept that had just flashed into his mind.

This is a completely unverified and random combination.

Logically, this talisman should have exploded in his hands.

However, under the precise control of "accelerated thinking," this violent power achieved a strange balance.

"Swallow it!"

Gu Shenyan's face contorted with rage as he slammed his right hand out.

The talisman, which was originally grayish-brown, had now turned into an eerie dark green.

It's like a stagnant pool of rotten water.

"Snapped!"

Gu Shenyan's palm met the giant ghost claw perfectly.

An ant trying to shake a tree!

The evil cultivator's eyes were full of mockery.

However, the next second.

His sarcastic expression froze on his face.

There was no bloodshed as expected.

There wasn't even a violent explosion.

The moment the two forces, one large and one small, came into contact, a sickening "sizzling" sound was produced.

That's the sound of strong acid corroding metal.

The dark green talisman instantly transformed into a viscous liquid, clinging tightly to the ghost claw as if it were alive.

Followed by.

Countless hair-thin, dark green tentacles grew wildly from the liquid.

They ignored the protective aura on the surface of the ghost claw and plunged straight in!

Take root!

Learn from it!

"What?!"

The evil cultivator felt a strange suction force coming from the ghost claw.

That was not simple destruction.

That was—theft!

His incredibly pure Yin energy was being continuously absorbed along those tentacles!

Although the rate of loss is not fast, it can even be described as negligible.

But this phenomenon itself is too horrifying!

"ah!!!"

Gu Shenyan let out a piercing scream.

It was a piercing pain that came from the depths of one's soul.

Although he successfully rooted the "Water Erosion Talisman" on the ghost claw and absorbed a trace of spiritual power through the principle of "reverse water nourishing wood".

But this spiritual energy is too dirty!

It was filled with resentment, death, and bloodshed.

This insidious energy, fed back from the talisman, instantly surged into Gu Shenyan's meridians.

It's like pouring a bucket of boiling asphalt into a clear stream.

pain!

Painful!

Gu Shenyan's meridians were twitching, and dark lines were even faintly appearing under his skin.

But he still gritted his teeth and refused to let go.

Because he saw it.

The once invincible ghost claw faltered slightly after a trace of its core malevolent energy was absorbed!

The originally flawless structure was corroded by the "water erosion" and a gap was created!

"What kind of evil technique is this?!"

"How dare you steal my primordial spiritual power?!"

The evil cultivator at the Forging Realm was both shocked and furious.

He had practiced this "Netherworld Ghost Hand" technique for decades and had never seen such a bizarre method.

This kid looks so righteous, how come his methods are even more insidious than those of us evil cultivators?!

In this fleeting stalemate...

"You wicked creature, be executed!"

A clear, melodious sword cry seemed to descend from the heavens.

Suddenly, a blinding red light shone from the darkness at the top of the cave.

That was a sword aura.

A terrifying sword aura, fiery red and supremely yang!

It was like dawn tearing through the night, with unparalleled power, piercing through the entire cave.

There are no fancy techniques.

Only extreme speed and extreme heat.

The target was the back of that heretical cultivator at the Foundation Establishment Realm!

"Who?!"

The evil cultivator felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end, and an unprecedented sense of crisis enveloped his entire body.

He didn't have time to pay attention to Gu Shenyan anymore and turned around abruptly.

The ghostly claw that was originally reaching for Gu Shenyan had to be forced to turn and meet the crimson sword energy.

"boom!!!"

This time, it was a truly earth-shattering explosion.

The entire underground cavern was shaking violently, and countless rocks were falling from above.

The crimson flames and the pitch-black Yin energy collided violently, annihilating each other.

That arrogant and powerful evil cultivator at the Forging Realm was actually forced to retreat several steps by this sword strike!

With each step back, a deep footprint was left on the hard rocky ground.

His once-proud phantom claw now appeared dull and lifeless, covered in cracks.

"puff."

The evil cultivator felt a sweet taste in his throat and forced himself to swallow a mouthful of blood.

He looked up in horror.

A tall, slender figure landed lightly in front of Gu Shenyan, like a falling leaf.

The man was dressed in a bright red outfit and wore an ancient bronze mask, revealing only a pair of indifferent eyes.

He held a crimson longsword in his hand.

Flames flickered on the sword, dispelling the surrounding chilling aura completely.

He just stood there quietly.

But it was like an erupting volcano, standing between the evil cultivator and Gu Shenyan.

"Who are you----"

The evil cultivator's pupils contracted violently.

He recognized the aura emanating from the sword.

That is the "Pure Yang True Fire" specifically designed to suppress evil spirits!

Moreover, the opponent's cultivation level was in no way weaker than his, and even stronger!

"Red Sun".

The visitor was sparing with words, coldly uttering only two words.

"Damn! This is a bit tricky!"

That heretical cultivator was also a decisive person.

Today our formation has been broken, and we've attracted such a powerful expert. If we continue fighting, we might lose our lives here.

"The green hills remain unchanged, and the clear waters flow on forever!"

"withdraw!"

He let out a sharp shriek.

Upon hearing this, the two evil cultivators who were engaged in a fierce battle with Qin Mo and the others made a feint and retreated without hesitation.

"Trying to leave?"

The man in red trembled his longsword, ready to give chase.

"burst!"

The evil cultivator at the Forging Realm sneered and suddenly flung out several black spheres.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The spheres exploded in the air, turning into a thick black mist that filled the sky.

This black mist can not only block vision, but also prevent divine sense from probing.

It is even highly corrosive.

The man in red frowned slightly, swung his sword to create a wall of fire, blocking the black mist outside.

When the black fog dissipated.

The cave was already empty.

Only the altar, still faintly shimmering with blood-red light, bears witness to what had just happened.

"call----"

Only then did Gu Shenyan finally breathe a sigh of relief.

The moment the taut nerves relax, boundless pain surges forth like a tidal wave.

"puff!"

He spat out another mouthful of black blood and collapsed limply to the ground.

"Junior Brother Gu!"

Ignoring his own injuries, Qin Mo stumbled over and caught Gu Shenyan.

At this moment, Gu Shenyan's situation was extremely bad.

His face was ashen white, but his lips were an eerie purplish-black.

The energy within his body was in complete chaos.

The wisp of Yin energy that he had forcibly absorbed into his body was rampaging through his meridians, wreaking havoc.

"Don't touch him."

A cold, hard voice rang out.

The man in red sheathed his sword and walked over.

He squatted down, extended two fingers, and placed them on Gu Shenyan's pulse.

A moment later, his brows furrowed slightly.

"What a domineering tactic."

"The meridians are severely damaged, and what's even more troublesome is—"

He gave Gu Shenyan, who was already in a semi-comatose state, a deep look.

"An extremely stubborn aura of corpse energy penetrated into his bone marrow."

"If it were an ordinary person, they would be dead by now."

"It's a miracle that he's managed to hold on this long."

Upon hearing this, Qin Mo was extremely anxious.

"Senior, is there any hope?"

The man in red stood up, took out a jade bottle from his pocket, poured out a crimson pill, and put it into Gu Shenyan's mouth.

"He won't die for now."

"But this injury isn't so easy to heal."

He turned to look at the altar, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

"This place is not safe to stay for long."

"If you don't want to die, take him with you and leave this place within the time it takes for an incense stick to burn."

"The cleanup will be handled by someone else."

After saying that, he vanished in a flash, as if he had never been there at all.