After catching Wei Tong's punch, which had been held back, Lin Dong manipulated the Life Spirit Talisman inside him and wrapped it around Wei Tong's palm.
In an instant, an overbearing Devouring Power erupted from Lin Dong, continuously draining the Primal Energy from Wei Tong's body.
Feeling his Primal Energy being drawn out of him like a rising tide, Wei Tong panicked.
If this continued, his Primal Energy would be completely drained in no time. When that happened, the Lin Family would surely do whatever it took to kill him while he was unable to fight back.
"What kind of demonic art is this?"
Wei Tong shouted, trying at the same time to summon his Primal Energy to resist. Though he managed to slow the rate at which it was being drained, he still couldn't cut off this strange power.
At Lin Dong's words, he merely smiled faintly. Under Wei Tong's gaze, he slowly uttered two words.
"Guess!"
Wei Tong had been looking forward to an answer, but those words instantly left him so frustrated that his blood and energy churned. Even the flow of Primal Energy through his body grew sluggish.
In that brief moment, the resistance he had painstakingly formed with his Primal Energy was once again shattered by the Devouring Power.
Consumed by fear, Wei Tong finally remembered that only one of his hands was restrained. The other was still free to move.
The next moment, Wei Tong swung his free hand and brought it crashing toward Lin Dong's head.
But before his punch could land, Lin Dong pointed the fingers of his left hand together and tapped a spot along the meridians in Wei Tong's palm, instantly weakening his arm.
As the pain pierced his mind, Wei Tong saw Lin Dong smile lightly at him and speak with a hint of mockery.
"Finally realized you have two hands?"
Lin Dong's words left Wei Tong even more frustrated, and his breath caught in his chest once more. Meanwhile, the Primal Energy inside him continued to be drained in great quantities.
Still, Wei Tong had been a ruthless figure who had lorded it over Yan City for years. He immediately bit down hard on the tip of his tongue.
The sharp pain instantly cleared Wei Tong's head. He ignored Lin Dong's words and focused all his Primal Energy on resisting the strange force draining it from his body. At the same time, he swung his other arm and kept attacking Lin Dong.
Lin Dong grew more serious at the sight. The reason he hadn't attacked Wei Tong by surprise after restraining one of his hands was that he didn't want to rouse him. He had wanted to drain more of Wei Tong's Primal Energy first.
By now, after repeatedly losing focus, Wei Tong had already lost much of the Primal Energy in his body. Even though he had come to his senses, he no longer had the strength to resist.
"Bang! Bang!"
As Cang Wu controlled Lin Dong's body and traded blows with Wei Tong, he also instructed Lin Dong in his mind.
"Boy, do you understand now? In a fight, you must seize every opening your opponent gives you. If there isn't one, create one. Got it?"
Lin Dong nodded firmly, his eyes filled with admiration.
The fight wasn't over yet, but its outcome was all but decided. For Lin Dong, it had been an invaluable learning experience. Cang Wu's use of the Devouring Power in particular had opened a whole new door for him.
This was the first time Lin Dong had realized that this strange power could be used in such a way.
He could use the Devouring Power to absorb the force of his opponent's attacks, close in on them in the process, and disrupt the flow of Primal Energy within their bodies. Then he could use his own Primal Energy to clash with theirs.
On top of the courtyard wall, the longer Wei Tong fought, the more terrified he became. This strange power gradually sapped his will to fight. He wanted to flee, but he was held fast and couldn't escape. Even when he tried to cut off one of his own arms to get away, he was stopped.
The people watching below, however, wore puzzled expressions as they looked up at the two men standing on the courtyard wall.
They saw Wei Tong's fist held in Lin Dong's grasp. Then the two of them fought like children, simply pounding at each other with their free hands.
The sight left Lin Xiao and the others looking perplexed, but they gradually relaxed. From the looks of it, Lin Dong seemed to have the upper hand.
The members of the Blood Robe Sect, however, gradually realized something was wrong. Never mind that their Sect Master Wei Tong, a martial artist at the Lesser Perfection of the Yuan Dan Realm, had his punch caught by Lin Dong's palm—just watching them fight made it clear that their Sect Master was being suppressed.
"Something's wrong! The Sect Master is going to lose!"
A Blood Robe Sect expert at the Heavenly Yuan Realm suddenly noticed the fear on Wei Tong's face and cried out in alarm.
But as soon as the words left his mouth, Wei Tong seemed to lose all strength. He dropped to his knees helplessly, and the young man casually kicked him in the chest.
"Bang!"
Wei Tong's body slammed into the ground with a muffled thud. When the dust settled, everyone saw that the gaping bloody hole in his chest was unmistakable—and he was no longer breathing.
"The Sect Master is dead!"
The shout struck terror into everyone's hearts. In the next moment, all the Blood Robe Sect members spurred their horses and fled in every direction.
The cry naturally caught Lin Xiao and the others' attention. Seeing the Blood Robe Sect members scatter, they knew they had lost their chance to wipe them all out.
In truth, even if they had struck first, they wouldn't have been able to eliminate every last one. Each of those men was an elite member of the Blood Robe Sect; they wouldn't be easy to kill. If they truly fought to the end, the Lin Family would suffer heavy losses instead.
The shout also drew Lin Zhentian's attention. The gaunt old man he had been fighting seized the opportunity to put some distance between them and was about to leap back onto his horse and flee.
Just then, two streaks of black light suddenly shot toward the old man, both aimed at vital spots. He was forced to twist aside to avoid them, but that left him on the ground.
The moment he dodged the two streaks, two more shot at him from behind, as if the attacker had known from the start exactly where he would land.
Seeing this, the gaunt old man had no choice but to gather his Primal Energy and turn to strike behind him.
"Boom!"
After knocking the two streaks of black light away with two quick palm strikes, the old man caught sight of a figure rushing toward him from the corner of his eye. His heart lurched in alarm.
The next moment, under the old man's horrified gaze, the young man's pale palm struck him right in the dantian.
To the old man's surprise, the young man's palm released no Primal Energy at all. He couldn't help but sneer.
"Putting on a show to scare me..."
He hadn't even finished saying "me" when his face abruptly changed. His eyes bulged.
A surge of overbearing Devouring Power burst out from his dantian, forcibly pulling the Yuan Dan from within it.
After the young man withdrew his hand, two streaks of black light flashed past and pierced straight through the old man's throat.
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