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56: Lin Jingxie at the end of his rope”Pah! You have the nerve to bring that up. That old dog Lin Chengyuan who sold out his ancestors deserves to be hacked to pieces. As for a beast like you, who only bullies his own kin and leeches off the clan, you deserve to go to Hell even more!”

Lin Jingyu spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, his chest heaving violently, every breath pulling at the tearing pain within.

The Spiritual Qi in his body was completely exhausted, his Meridians felt like they were being repeatedly pierced by countless red-hot steel needles, and his Dantian was empty and stinging.

He gripped the two warm Low-Grade Spirit Stones in his hand tightly, ignoring the wailing of his Meridians, and frantically absorbed the meager Spiritual Qi within them.

The effect of the Medicinal Pill he had taken earlier had not yet worn off, and it was also slowly generating Spiritual Qi.

Even if Lin Jingxie could survive the might of the thunder fiend talisman, he would surely be severely wounded; coupled with his previous injuries, it would likely be difficult for him to even crawl up.

As long as he could catch his breath, he would definitely be able to crush him easily.

Just then, that charred human shape lying in the ruins twitched violently.

The charcoal-like skin peeled off with a rustle, revealing the mangled flesh beneath that had been scorched by the power of the thunder fiend talisman, with terrifying wounds that even vaguely exposed the stark white bones.

A strange, heart-palpitating blood-colored mist was uncontrollably and frantically steaming out from every pore of his body, carrying a thick stench of blood.

”Blood Burning Secret Art...” Lin Jingxie’s voice was hoarse and twisted, like an old bellows being dragged with difficulty, every word laced with bone-deep spite and madness.

Fine blood droplets instantly seeped out from his pores; the moment these droplets left his body, they were ignited by an invisible force, turning into surging, blood-colored flames that emitted an ominous aura.

He looked like an evil ghost crawling out from a pool of blood in Hell.

As the precious grandson of Lin Chengyuan, he naturally had learned this evil, life-saving Secret Art.

His Dantian was destroyed, his Spiritual Qi was exhausted, and the violent Yao Beast power in his body was rampaging through his Meridians like a wild horse without a bridle...

He, Lin Jingxie, was already a complete cripple; his path to immortality was completely severed!

But the moment these blood flames ignited, a violent, chaotic, and destructive power flooded his broken body again, like a flash of light before death.

Although far from his peak, it carried a heart-palpitating madness of mutual destruction.

”I... will drag you to... Hell with me.” He suddenly raised his charred, deformed head, with only one blood-red eyeball left, and locked his gaze onto the weak Lin Jingyu, like a dying Vicious Beast locking onto its prey.

His charred body, shrouded in surging blood flames, took a step forward, actually leaving a shallow pit on the scorched earth as gravel flew.

”Blood Burning Secret Art!” Lin Jingyu’s heart sank, and a chill rushed from the soles of his feet straight to his skull.

He had read the Complete Manual of this secret art; this thing was entirely about burning one’s life Origin to trade for a brief burst of power, and it only required a trace of Spiritual Qi to trigger.

Its power was immense, and the aftermath was endless.

He was now at the end of his rope, with seven or eight tenths of his combat strength gone.

Ignoring the tearing pain in his Meridians, he forcibly squeezed out the faint trace of Spiritual Qi he had just recovered from the Spirit Stones and desperately injected it into the Green Turtle Spirit Shield in front of him.

Hum.

The shield barely emitted a layer of extremely dim, thin-as-cicada-wing cyan halo, and the Formation pattern of the mysterious turtle carrying a stele on the shield surface did not react at all—this bit of Spiritual Qi couldn’t even touch the edge of activating the core Formation.

Lin Jingxie transformed into a blood-flame afterimage shrouded in a fishy wind and instantly lunged forward. Two ghost claws, charred like charcoal and entwined with blood flames, brought with them a shrill whistle that tore through the air, smashing violently against the fragile light shield of the Green Turtle Spirit Shield like a storm.

”Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang...”

The dense, drum-like sounds of impact exploded in the ruins of the small house!

The light shield fluctuated violently, flickering on and off like a candle in a storm, looking as if it would shatter completely in the next second.

”Rock Armor Protection.” At the critical moment of life and death, Lin Jingyu’s left hand plunged into the Storage Pouch at his waist like lightning, his fingertips precisely pinching out a yellow earth-attribute Talisman, and he injected his last trace of Spiritual Qi without hesitation.

Boom!

A yellow earth-attribute barrier more than half a foot thick, composed of hard rock, appeared out of thin air, barely blocking behind the crumbling Green Turtle Spirit Shield.

This was the only protective Talisman he had bought at the ”Daling Pavilion”; he had originally thought the Green Turtle Spirit Shield would be enough, but in order to get a discount...

He had to buy a few more Talismans, never expecting them to come in so handy here.

At the same time, he formed a seal with his right hand and poured the wisp of new Spiritual Qi that had just been generated in his body, which hadn’t even warmed up yet, without reservation into another red attack Talisman he had also purchased from the Daling Pavilion—”Great Fireball Technique.”

”Whoosh.”

A scorching fireball the size of a washbasin, emitting searing heat waves, appeared out of thin air, dragging a tail of flames, and smashed fiercely toward Lin Jingxie, who was close at hand and wreathed in blood flames.

”Roar.” Lin Jingxie didn’t dodge or evade, his broken body slamming directly into the fireball.

Boom!

The flames exploded, and a burnt stench filled the air. But the blood flames around his body surged, and he only swayed slightly, his momentum undiminished.

Thud!

The charred body burning with blood flames, like an out-of-control battering ram, with the determination of mutual destruction, slammed fiercely into the newly condensed rock armor barrier.

Boom-crack!

With an earth-shattering sound.

The rock barrier shattered upon impact, and gravel scattered like cannonballs. The terrifying impact sent Lin Jingyu flying, his back slamming heavily against the rammed earth wall like a broken sack.

A large mouthful of scalding blood sprayed out, his internal organs felt displaced, and his vision went black.

Lin Jingxie was also knocked back several zhang by the huge recoil, stumbling to barely stand firm, the blood flames around his body flickering violently, and his aura visibly weakened by a notch; clearly, the head-on collision had been a huge burden on him.

”Good chance.” Lin Jingyu endured the intense pain, a flash of light in his eyes.

The Blood Burning Secret Art was frantically burning his life Origin; he couldn’t last long.

Having been knocked back so far this time, there wasn’t enough time for him to catch up to him again!

Just then—

”Stop it. You beast.”

”Let go of Xiaohua. Let go of my daughter.”

”You god-damned demon. No!”

Outside the courtyard, Old Man Shi Three’s shrill, distorted roar suddenly came, mixed with the terrified cries of the villagers and the sharp wails of children.

A cunning and ruthless light flashed in Lin Jingxie’s single blood-red eye. Mutual destruction? He wasn’t that stupid!

Seeing that his first wave of attacks had been neutralized by Lin Jingyu, he had already changed his mind.

So what if his Dantian was destroyed? So what if his Meridians were broken? As long as the Jade Slip recording the fourth-grade Alchemy Legacy in his Storage Pouch was still there, he could offer it to the Qinglan Sect and obtain a massive amount of contribution.

Anything was possible!

He had once seen with his own eyes an Inner Sect Disciple who only had half a body left have his Physical Body reshaped by the Sect’s secret techniques.

There was still hope for a comeback.

This hope made him absolutely unwilling to die here.

The blood flames accelerated their burning, making a ”hissing” sound, as if devouring his last vitality. His broken body turned into a stream of blood-colored light, aiming directly at the most conspicuous and helpless hunter’s daughter in the crowd—Xiaohua.

Xiaohua was already scared out of her wits, her little face as pale as paper, her whole body trembling like a leaf in the wind, not even having the strength to run away, and could only watch helplessly as the life-claiming blood shadow approached.