Battle with the Guardian Spirit
"Are you crazy! Forcibly stripping the mineral veins will cause the earth's veins to collapse!"
Ling Feng shouted a warning, while simultaneously raising his Qi and Blood shield to block the continuously falling boulders.
Chen Fan's eyes widened, and veins bulged on his forehead.
The energy required to strip away an entire ore vein is enormous, but the Golden Qi and Blood within his body seems inexhaustible, clinging tightly to the main body of the vein.
"Break it off!"
Chen Fan suddenly raised both hands upwards.
With a deafening roar, the main body of the Black Marrow Vein, which was thousands of meters long, was forcibly torn off from the underground rock layer and suspended in mid-air.
The mineral vein emitted a blinding, eerie light, and the immense energy, with nowhere to dissipate, stirred up energy storms within the cavern.
Chen Fan quickly formed hand seals, attempting to use the illusory image of the Great Furnace to compress the massive mineral vein and absorb it into his body.
Just then...
A strange fluctuation suddenly emanated from the deepest part of the Black Marrow Vein, which was suspended in mid-air.
This fluctuation does not belong to any known Qi and Blood force, but is a pure Origin Source will.
This aura was ancient and vast.
This will swept across the entire cave in an instant, locking onto Chen Fan and Ling Feng.
Ling Feng's expression changed drastically; he felt a terrifying sense of pressure far exceeding that of Seventh-Turn expert.
This sense of oppression does not come from cultivation level, but from the absolute crushing of life level.
A deep, muffled voice resounded directly deep within the Divine Souls of Chen Fan and Ling Feng.
"Who... is... moving my... bed?"
The ore vein has cracked.
It wasn't the kind of tearing Chen Fan made, but rather an explosion from the Core Zone outwards.
A thick, jet-black ball of light surged from the deepest part of the vein, within which a humanoid silhouette vaguely emerged.
The figure was formed entirely of Black Marrow Ore, and its eyes were two clusters of eerie green flames.
The temperature in the cave dropped sharply.
Fragments of black marrow remaining on the rock face fell off one after another, surging uncontrollably toward the ball of light, like iron filings rushing toward a magnet.
A dull thud resounded once more deep within their Divine Souls.
"Insects... you woke me up."
But Ling Feng's expression instantly turned serious.
He unleashed his full senses, probing towards the Guardian Spirit's true form.
The feedback sent chills down his spine... This thing's Origin Source strength was comparable to his own, and in some aspects even surpassed it.
It is not a living thing.
It is the crystallization of the Origin Source will naturally nurtured by this Black Marrow Vein over hundreds of millions of years, and it is integrated with the entire vein and the entire earth beneath our feet.
Fighting it in this cave is like fighting a mine.
"Its strength is no less than mine!" Ling Feng's voice was deeper than ever before. "If we fight on its territory, I'd be evenly matched at best!"
After saying that, he grabbed Chen Fan's shoulder and said in a deep voice, "You take the Black Marrow Ore and go first. I'll stay here and hold it off!"
He held the spear horizontally in front of him, his Golden Qi and Blood at Eighth-Turn circulating fully, the spear's light illuminating his resolute face.
This was a decision made by a senior colleague.
Chen Fan ranked first on the Myriad Laws Ranking and is the future of the Human Race.
He has a thousand reasons not to give up here.
Ling Feng was confident that he could use his Eighth-Turn cultivation to hold off the Guardian Spirit and allow Chen Fan to retreat.
However.
Chen Fan looked down at the hand on his shoulder, then looked up at Ling Feng's expression of heroic sacrifice.
There was a three-second silence.
Then, expressionless, he removed Ling Feng's hand.
"Ling Feng."
"Um?"
"The way you're making it look like I'm running for my life."
Chen Fan patted the clothes on his shoulder, which had been crumpled by Ling Feng, with disdain.
How undignified!
Ling Feng froze.
Chen Fan turned to look at the Guardian Spirit that was constantly absorbing ore to strengthen itself, and a light that Ling Feng was extremely familiar with shone in its amber pupils.
That light only appears when you encounter a large experience pack.
"Look at it." Chen Fan pointed to the Guardian Spirit, his tone serious as if he weren't joking, "Origin Source will formed from the essence of billions of years of mineral veins, highly pure, large in size, and without any excess impurities."
He turned around and grinned at Ling Feng.
"If I ate it, it would be worth at least two rank advancements."
Ling Feng's lips twitched violently.
He suddenly realized that his earlier lines about bravely facing death had been somewhat superfluous.
But the Guardian Spirits wouldn't give them a chance to continue chatting.
The eerie green flames surged several feet high.
It sensed the aura within Chen Fan's body.
It was an existence that could be considered a natural enemy to any Origin Source will entity, and the instinctive fear transformed into extreme rage in that instant.
The cave trembled violently.
Countless fragments of black marrow coalesced into a barrage of mineral projectiles, raining down like a storm. Each fragment carried a terrifying power capable of piercing the body of a Fifth-Turn Martial Artist.
At the same time, the surface mineral veins surged, and dozens of black crystal pillars suddenly pierced out from the ground, aiming straight for Chen Fan's vitals.
It covers everything, leaving no blind spots.
"Whispering sound."
Ling Feng had no time to hesitate any longer. He unleashed his Eighth-Turn Qi and Blood to its limit, and with a sweep of his spear, a hundred-foot-long golden rainbow tore through the barrage of ore.
At the same moment, Chen Fan stepped on the gravel and shifted to the side, avoiding the sharp edge of the crystal pillar. He then threw a Star Shattering punch at the thickest pillar, shattering it completely.
The broken Petrification Origin Source light spots, which were automatically absorbed by the Great Furnace aura on his body.
From then on, the two tacitly divided the work.
Ling Feng led the way, his absolute power at the Eighth-Turn directly confronting the Guardian Spirit's true form.
Each shot carried the force to shatter the Void, forcing the black figure to retreat repeatedly.
Chen Fan roamed the flanks, each punch precisely shattering the energy channels the Guardian Spirit was trying to draw from the earth's veins.
Like cutting off the roots of a large tree.
One. Two. Three.
When Chen Fan severed the third ley line, the Guardian Spirit.
It's not about moving backward.
It means giving up.
It gave up all entanglement with Ling Feng.
The entire phantom transformed into a black torrent, instantly surging towards Chen Fan.
It has lived for countless years, possessing no wisdom, only instinct.
But its instincts told it... that the smaller one was the one that would kill it.
Where the black torrent passed, space cracked.
Ling Feng threw his spear with all his might in pursuit, the spear's edge piercing a corner of the torrent, but failing to stop the main body.
The next instant, a massive black tide engulfed Chen Fan's figure.
"Chen Fan!"
Ling Feng's roar echoed through the cave.
However, he was not met with screams.
Amidst the black tide, a glimmer of golden light appeared.
Chen Fan's 206 White Jade Bones simultaneously shone brightly, golden light spots exploded, and converged into an indestructible shell of light. The black torrent of the Guardian Spirit frantically eroded, but it could not make an inch in front of the White Jade Bones.
On the contrary, the Myriad Dao Furnaces operating on the surface of the light shell are peeling away, refining, and absorbing the black tide strand by strand.
Chen Fan stood motionless in the very center of the storm.
He even gestured with his chin towards Ling Feng.
"Senior, don't just stand there!"
"It pressed all its power down, leaving its back empty!"
Ling Feng seemed to awaken from a dream.
No more hesitation.
He leaped forward, drawing his spear. Eighth-Turn of Qi and Blood condensed at the spear tip to their peak, transforming into a golden sphere of destruction.
At the same time, Chen Fan suddenly unleashed Invincible Momentum within the black tide.
The Guardian Spirit's attention is firmly fixed on you.