Boundless Strength, Soul Power That Shook All Things

"Boom boom boom!"

Lü Dongbin slammed his fist down, his body crashing to the ground like a Savage Wilderness beast.

The ground suddenly shook violently, as if it were an earthquake.

Cracks spread rapidly in all directions, creating a huge crater several meters deep in the ground. A large handprint appeared on the ground, with cracks spreading outwards in all directions.

Lü Dongbin slammed his palms down on the ground several times in succession, and huge cracks appeared in the ground.

He slammed his palms into the ground again and again, each palm strike incredibly powerful. The earth shattered under Lü Dongbin's relentless blows, the cracks multiplying and deepening to hundreds of feet deep.

Countless huge cracks appeared beneath Lü Dongbin's feet, with the cracks spreading outwards like a spider web.

The power of this palm strike was extremely strong; as one palm strike followed another, the entire ground trembled.

A blush appeared on his face, indicating that he had used most of his strength.

He kept striking out with his palms, each palm containing terrifying power, one after another, like raindrops, crashing onto the ground.

A series of astonishingly loud explosions rang out, and an enormous handprint appeared on the ground.

After hundreds of blows, a long handprint appeared on the ground, with a five-foot-deep trench on it, which looked shocking and frightening.

Lü Dongbin waved his hand, shattering the handprint on the ground.

His gaze fell on the guzheng, which had a small dent on it. It seemed that the slap he had just delivered was caused by this dent.

The indentation was peculiar; it was actually formed from an array pattern. When Lü Dongbin pressed his hand against it, he immediately felt an invisible force pulling at his body.

"This is?"

Lü Dongbin exclaimed in surprise, a look of horror appearing on his face, his eyes filled with fear.

This depression seems to possess a magical power that devours people's minds.

In that instant, Lü Dongbin seemed to have all his strength drained away, and he collapsed to the ground, limp and powerless.

Lü Dongbin felt as if his soul was about to leave his body and rush rapidly toward the handprint.

This formation actually absorbs the power of a person's soul.

This is too bizarre.

Although his soul was not weak, it was far inferior to that mysterious formation.

That mysterious formation seemed to possess a magical power, capable of devouring other people's souls and absorbing their soul power. Lü Dongbin's soul was constantly fading away, being continuously devoured by the formation, weakening little by little, until it finally vanished into nothingness.

Lü Dongbin's eyes widened, his face showing disbelief. He never imagined that such a strange thing could exist on this zither.

However, he was not willing to give up, and he desperately resisted the power of that strange formation.

However, he discovered that the formation completely ignored his resistance, and no matter how much he struggled, it had no effect whatsoever.

"Am I just going to be killed by that person like this? No, I don't want to die, I don't want to die!"

Lü Dongbin screamed inwardly, unwilling to be killed like this.

Ignoring his own injuries, he kept striking out with his palms, trying to shatter the formation. However, the formation was like water droplets falling into the ocean, gradually consuming his soul power. In the end, Lü Dongbin completely lost control of his body, collapsed to the ground, and fell into a coma.

At this moment, the men in black rushed in from all directions and surrounded Lü Dongbin.

Lü Dongbin lay on the ground, his face deathly pale, his lips shriveled, and his whole body reeking of blood.

His body was covered in bloodstains and scars, and his face was a bloody mess, making him look extremely ferocious.

Among the group of men in black was a man who looked to be around thirty years old. His face was terribly gloomy, and his whole body exuded a sinister aura.

The man was dressed in a black robe that shrouded his figure.

A faint mist of blood swirled around the man in the black robe.

Seeing Lü Dongbin fall to the ground, a glint of greed flashed in his eyes.

"Haha, this guy is so powerful! He looks like a highly nutritious food."

A hint of excitement appeared on the man in black's face as he looked at Lü Dongbin lying on the ground. His face showed greed, as if he were looking at delicious food, and his eyes gleamed with lewdness.

In the black-clad man's hand appeared a pitch-black gourd, filled with incredibly vivid blood that looked like chunks of flesh cut from a corpse, emitting a foul stench.

When Lü Dongbin saw the pitch-black gourd, his expression changed drastically, and his face twisted in pain.

The blood inside the dark gourd reminded him of something, and a strong sense of fear rose in his heart.

This is a forbidden drug of their sect. It absorbs blood to enhance a cultivator's strength and increase their cultivation level, but the side effects of this forbidden drug are extremely severe.

Once this forbidden drug is ingested, one will be struck by heavenly lightning, shattering all the meridians in one's body and destroying all cultivation. Moreover, this forbidden drug will produce extreme hallucinations, in which the person who absorbed the blood is tortured, screaming and begging for mercy, in a horrific and terrifying manner.

"This is a forbidden medicine of our sect."

Lü Dongbin couldn't help but plead, "Please, let me go!"

A mocking glint flashed in the black-clad man's eyes. He sneered and said, "If you want to live, obediently hand over the blood from your body. That might save you some suffering."

"What? You want my blood? Don't even think about it! I'd rather die!" Lü Dongbin roared, his face contorted with rage. He leaped backward, attempting to escape.

However, although he was fast, the formation behind him seemed to possess an endless devouring power, firmly absorbing his soul power and completely consuming it. No matter how fast Lü Dongbin was, he could not outrun that formation.

Lü Dongbin was trapped in the formation and unable to move.

His face showed panic, he was terrified. He didn't understand why, why his soul power was being absorbed by that formation.

His body trembled uncontrollably, and Lü Dongbin's face turned as pale as paper. Intense pain surged through his entire body, as if countless ants were gnawing at his bone marrow.

"What happened? How could my cultivation disappear? How could it suddenly vanish completely?"