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Death Grip
"Damn it, what a mess you made, letting him escape like that." Upon seeing Xing Chen being struck into the Teleportation Array by Lin Yuan, everyone immediately glared at Lin Yuan with anger.
Lin Yuan was slightly taken aback, then looked at Azure Wind Phoenix: "How can you blame me for this? If it weren't for Azure Wind Phoenix suddenly appearing, we would have already captured him on the second floor. Ultimately, this is still Azure Wind Phoenix's fault."
As everyone began to blame each other and seek accountability, the Thunderfire Temple suddenly shook violently and began to slowly sink down.
"Not good, the Thunderfire Temple is sinking again, hurry!" Everyone was alarmed and hurriedly rushed toward the Teleportation Array.
Lin Yuan glanced at the unconscious Lin Fei beside him, quickly stepped forward, picked up Lin Fei, and dashed toward the Teleportation Array.
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On the other side, after Xing Chen was transported away by the Teleportation Array, he felt unbearable pain throughout his body. His consciousness became increasingly blurred, and after a whirlwind of sensations, Xing Chen fainted.
At the moment Xing Chen lost consciousness, a Black Light flickered out; it was the mysterious Black Jade Pendant healing Xing Chen's wounds.
Xing Chen was transported to a mountainous area, surrounded by desolation and no signs of life. He lay quietly on the ground, occasionally emitting a dim and profound black light.
Time passed without notice. After an unknown duration, Xing Chen's aura finally stabilized, and the pallor on his face regained some color.
"What is this place?" After a while, Xing Chen slowly opened his eyes. A flash of Black Radiance flickered in his eyes before he looked around in confusion.
However, as soon as he moved, he felt intense pain throughout his body. He had no strength at all; even lifting his hand was impossible. Turning his head caused him considerable pain as well.
Looking up at the scorching sun in the sky, although Xing Chen felt puzzled, he could only lie there quietly. He remembered being struck by someone just as he stepped into the Teleportation Array; everything else was a blur.
Enduring the heat of the sun, Xing Chen felt his mind was chaotic. He couldn't gather any Vital Energy within him, and deep within his soul, there was a faint sense of pain lingering.
Although most of Lin Yuan's strike was blocked by the Thunderfire Pearl, the remaining force was still enough to take Xing Chen's life, especially since he had no strength to defend himself at that moment.
If it weren't for the Mysterious Jade Pendant healing his wounds, he might have already passed away.
Xing Chen lay here for a considerable amount of time, secretly gathering Vital Energy, but it had no effect. There were also no signs of recovery in his Soul Power, which left him without the strength to retrieve any healing pills from the Thunderfire Divine Ring.
It wasn't until the fourth attempt that Xing Chen finally managed to gather a trace of Vital Energy within him, and his Soul Power slightly recovered. Although it wasn't much use, it was enough for him to take out a Healing Elixir from the Thunderfire Divine Ring.
He struggled to sit up and closed his eyes under the blazing sun, taking out a Healing Elixir that Meng Xiner had once given him and swallowing it. He silently circulated his Vital Energy to heal his injuries, but as soon as the Vital Energy began to flow, a sharp pain surged from within him, causing Xing Chen's body to tremble slightly.
Xing Chen knew this was a consequence of his injuries, and due to the delay in treatment, the hidden dangers finally erupted at this moment.
Gritting his teeth and enduring the excruciating pain, he once again circulated his Vital Energy. At that moment, the effects of the elixir began to manifest, releasing a refreshing medicinal aura that eased the pain within Xing Chen's body.
"I am severely injured and have missed the best time for treatment; now I can only exert my initial strength in the Human Soul Realm..." Xing Chen gasped for breath, clenching his fists tightly. Originally capable of contending with someone in the Half-Step Yang Spirit Realm, he could now barely reach the initial stage of the Human Soul Realm.
"Even with Earth-Level Martial Arts and a Divine Weapon, I can only achieve the level of Earth Soul Realm at most." Xing Chen remained silent; although there was still intense pain within him, he maintained a calm expression. This level of suffering was something he could still endure.
After a moment of silence, Xing Chen swallowed another pill. Time passed quickly, and when he opened his tightly shut eyes again, he exhaled a breath of turbid air. His complexion was slightly better than yesterday but still showed signs of weakness.
"There is only one last bottle of elixir Meng Xiner gave me left; this is definitely not enough for me to recover." After pondering briefly, Xing Chen took out a jade vial from the Thunderfire Divine Ring. Inside was the Holy Fire Elixir, an extraordinary sacred medicine that would greatly aid in healing.
However, Xing Chen's injuries were too severe at this moment, and the potency of the Holy Fire Elixir was somewhat violent; he certainly couldn't withstand it.
"This place is very unfamiliar; I don't even know if it's Sword Kingdom. Given my current state, it's not suitable to leave this ancient forest until I fully recover..." With a flicker in his gaze, Xing Chen slowly stood up and walked deeper into the ancient forest. It took him several days to fully understand this continuous mountainous ancient forest and find a hidden place to recuperate.
However, instead of improving, Xing Chen's injuries worsened. After using up Meng Xiner's elixirs, his condition began to deteriorate further. Even using elemental stones or Demon Cores provided no help for his injuries.
Deep within this ancient forest, on some rising mountains where cracks formed naturally, Xing Chen sat cross-legged there with a very grim expression on his face.
Despite his efforts to nurture his body, without the support of elixirs, his injuries worsened, and his strength had regressed to the Half-Step Soul Refinement Realm.
"It's a pity that I'm not familiar with this place. I can't dare to go out before my injuries heal, and I can't even buy any elixirs," Xing Chen frowned, feeling his increasingly weak body. His heart grew more troubled; if this continued, even if he wasn't killed by someone else, he would exhaust himself to death.
At that moment, a sudden thunderclap echoed outside. The rolling thunder did not change Xing Chen's expression; he had long since become accustomed to rain and thunder.
After pondering for a moment, Xing Chen took a deep breath and decided to go out. If this continued, he would die here. He would rather be killed honorably by someone than waste away on his own.
Xing Chen stepped outside, looking at the flickering lightning in the sky. A hint of a mocking smile appeared on his face; in the past, he had relied heavily on thunder for survival. However, now, as he watched the lightning flash and the heavy rain pour down, he could only shake his head and smile bitterly.
With his current condition, going out now would only worsen his injuries.
"Ah—" Just then, a long howl suddenly caught Xing Chen's attention. Amidst the flashing lightning, he vaguely saw a shadow not far ahead, howling towards the sky with a voice full of grief and indignation.
With Xing Chen's keen eyesight, he could tell that this person was not strong; they were still at the Body Refinement level. Although they were at the peak of Body Refinement, they had not yet entered the Soul Refinement stage.
Xing Chen's gaze flickered slightly as interest sparked within him. Someone who could run out in such a ghostly state and howl like that was either mentally unstable or had encountered some trouble.
This person clearly belonged to the latter category; after all, someone mentally unstable could never reach the peak of Body Refinement.
"Why? Why am I so unlucky? I refuse... I refuse!" The young man howled again, then suddenly knelt on the ground, facing the direction where Xing Chen stood.
Xing Chen's expression turned peculiar; it was the first time in his life that someone had shown him such great respect. Seeing that the young man had knelt down, Xing Chen felt he should respond in some way.
"Why can those people obtain Advanced Martial Techniques and high-level Divine Weapons while I cannot? My loss this time is not due to my lack of strength but because I don't have a powerful backing! I refuse—I refuse!" The young man shouted angrily.
"If you refuse, then go seek revenge!" At that moment, a ghostly voice came from behind the young man; it was none other than Xing Chen, who had approached without him noticing.
"You... Who are you? How did you get here?" The young man instantly stood up and turned around with a wary look at Xing Chen.
"Is this really important?" Xing Chen retorted, and before the boy could respond, he continued, "You don't have a backing; I can be your backing. If you get defeated, I can help you regain your honor."
"Just you? You look half-dead yourself; how can you help me?" The boy looked at Xing Chen with disdain. After all, Xing Chen appeared sickly, and anyone would struggle to associate him with a strong fighter.
"Even though I look half-dead now, you won't last a single move against me. Do you believe it?" Xing Chen was not angered by the boy's disdain; instead, he looked at him calmly.
"Believe you? You're full of hot air. Your bravado is about to burst," the boy replied bluntly. He saw that the person in front of him was about the same age as himself and looked severely injured and on the verge of collapse. If he believed such grand claims, he would be a fool.
"You can give it a try," Xing Chen said, looking at the boy. Although he was currently weak and his strength had diminished significantly, dealing with someone at the Body Refinement Realm was still easy for him.
"This is what you asked for; don't blame me if you end up dead," the boy sneered. He was filled with pent-up frustration and was eager to vent it. Seeing Xing Chen as a target for his anger, he wasted no time being polite. He stepped forward and formed his fingers into a sword shape, releasing a tremendous aura in an instant.
"Sword Nine Formula, Movement Technique!"
The boy shouted loudly, using the Sword Sect's Sword Nine Formula and Movement Technique.
"A disciple of the Sword Sect?"
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