Battle Through the Heavens: Obtaining the Extraction System at the Start

The next second, a hoarse, ruined roar burst from his cracked lips, resounding thunderously through the silent, empty depths of the springs. It was shrill as the wail of a vengeful ghost, carrying the bone-eroding chill from the depths of the Yellow Springs and piercing straight into their hearts, freezing them to the marrow.

Seeing the man before them clutch at this chance like a drowning man grasping his last lifeline, his expression both desperate and frenzied, the others exchanged glances, understanding flashing through their eyes.

The doubts in Xiao Yi Xian, Medusa, and Qing Lin's hearts grew even heavier. Clearly, this man had been imprisoned here for a long time to have fallen into such a state.

They silently wondered what cruel torment he had endured for a dignified Dou Saint to be reduced to such a withered state, his state of mind utterly shattered until he had become someone willing to do anything just to survive.

"Calm down first. Settle your emotions before you speak to us." Xiao Ling looked down at him, his voice devoid of the slightest ripple, every word icy. "I am no kindhearted man, and I have no patience for a madman like you. If you refuse to cooperate properly, do not blame me for showing no mercy. You should be able to sense that I have more than enough power to decide whether you live or die."

The gaunt man's heart sank. An invisible pressure spread from Xiao Ling's body, bearing down on him so heavily that he could barely breathe. The madness and urgency surging within him were instantly extinguished by more than half.

His agitated emotions gradually calmed, though his chest still heaved violently. His shriveled mouth gulped down breaths of air, every inhalation carrying a dry, strange rasp as he