Within the dark crimson cave, nine dragon soul guards approached with massive weapons in hand.
Each step made the ground tremble. The nine auras of peak mid-stage Supernatural Power merged into one, like an invisible mountain bearing down upon Lu Chen, who sat cross-legged.
Lu Chen sat with his eyes closed, regulating his breath, seemingly oblivious to the approaching danger outside.
Yet within his body, a war far more perilous than anything outside was raging.
Purple Firmament Thunder Force, Azure Dragon essence, and Nine Nether Baleful Qi—three utterly different, even mutually conflicting powers—were crashing madly through his meridians, dantian, and even his marrow.
Over the left half of his body, violet-gold lightning surged as phantom dragon scales flickered into view;
Over the right half, ghostly green Killing Intent churned while lifeless patterns spread.
At the boundary between them, the two forces clashed furiously, endlessly annihilating and regenerating, bringing pain as though his very soul were being torn apart.
Even more dangerous was his sea of consciousness.
The twisted illusions formed by the Nine Nether Baleful Qi—mountains of corpses and seas of blood, giant dragons wailing, an endless thirst for slaughter—
were battering at his mind. If not for the Azure Dragon essence protecting the core of his soul, coupled with the Truth-Piercing trait of the Godslayer Thunder Eyes forcibly preserving a thread of clarity, he would have long since fallen into madness.
"System, choose Plan Two!" Lu Chen roared within his sea of consciousness. "Guide the Killing Intent to fuse with the dragon essence and lightning! Consume 3,000 years of lifespan—begin now!"
He could wait no longer.
The nine guards had already closed to within thirty zhang. Their heavy footsteps beat like drums of death.
Forcibly stripping away the Killing Intent would require 5,000 years of lifespan and leave him