"Get back here!"
Lu Feng raised his brows and shouted. Seeing that the situation had turned grim, he sprang forward toward Liu Chu. Sensing the latter's spiritual energy being rapidly siphoned away by the patterns on the ground, he hurriedly struck out with his palm, severing Liu Chu from that pulling force.
"Little... Little Martial Uncle..."
Liu Chu's eyes were full of terror, his face deathly pale. Having only just set foot into the world and lacking experience, how had he ever encountered such danger? In that instant just now, he had felt nearly all the spiritual energy in his body being drained away. Along the path by which it was being extracted, a terrifying heat had even seemed to surge back at him, nearly scorching his meridians black.
Liu Chu knew that if Lu Feng had been even a moment later in saving him, he truly might have perished here.
Before he could offer further thanks, Liu Chu suddenly felt his body lighten. The next moment, Lu Feng grabbed him and tossed him back into the center.
Just as Liu Chu stood astonished by Lu Feng's action, a suffocating heat began pouring continuously from the ground. Wild, scorching energy filled the entire stone chamber in an instant, making it feel as though they stood at the edge of a volcano, the moisture in their bodies rapidly evaporating.
Liu Chu felt it especially keenly. As someone who cultivated techniques of the icy lineage, the cold within and heat without clashed in this environment, leaving him like a steamed bun about to be cooked through. He did not even dare rashly circulate his spiritual energy to resist, and could only gasp for breath without stop.
"Watch your footing. Stay on guard!"
Lu Feng leaped back to the center. Seeing cracks continuously