PFC Chapter 157 Break it for me
Chapter 157 Break it for me
Zhuang Yu felt a chill run down his spine as he sensed the threat posed by the powerful force deep within the spiritual vein.
This power far surpasses his current early Nascent Soul stage cultivation, and is even comparable to a Nascent Soul stage expert.
He took a deep breath, calming his surging blood pressure, and stared intently into the depths of the spiritual vein, as if trying to see through the layers of mist and uncover the secrets hidden within.
The air around them seemed to freeze, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.
Standing behind Zhuang Yu, Wang Yao felt the chilling aura emanating from him and couldn't help but hold her breath.
Even the three people, including Tian Yuanzi, who were lying on the ground, felt this suffocating pressure, and their eyes showed even greater fear.
Zhuang Yu's expression was serious and solemn. An invisible pressure emanated from him and spread outwards, causing the surrounding plants and trees to droop slightly, as if submitting to this powerful force.
He slowly raised his right hand, palm up, fingers slightly bent, as if trying to grasp something.
"Yao'er, protect the Dharma!" Zhuang Yu said in a deep voice, his tone carrying an unquestionable authority.
Wang Yao nodded emphatically, made a hand seal, and a pale golden light screen enveloped the two of them, isolating them from external interference.
Zhuang Yu closed his eyes, his mind sank into his sea of consciousness, and connected with that mysterious space.
The space was filled with spiritual energy, so dense it was almost tangible. Various rare spiritual herbs and medicines emitted a shimmering glow, creating a scene resembling a fairyland.
"Give me a hand!" Zhuang Yu silently chanted, mobilizing the vast energy within the space.
In an instant, a vast energy surged into his body, flowing through his meridians and throughout his entire body.
His spiritual power surged instantly, and his cultivation, which was originally at the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm, showed faint signs of breaking through.
A dazzling light burst forth from him, illuminating the entire valley like the sun shining brightly in the sky, making it impossible to look directly at him.
Tian Yuanzi and the others were blinded by the sudden light and were filled with horror.
They had never seen such power before, as if the power of heaven and earth had converged on Zhuang Yu.
Zhuang Yu slowly opened his eyes, his eyes gleaming with a sharp light, like two sharp swords piercing straight to the heart.
His aura became even more fierce, like a peerless divine weapon drawn from its sheath, its sharpness fully revealed.
He slowly walked towards the depths of the spiritual vein, each step seemingly treading on the hearts of everyone present, causing them to tremble with fear.
"What... what kind of power is this..." Tian Yuanzi muttered to himself.
Looking at Zhuang Yu's retreating figure, Wang Yao felt a deep sense of awe and admiration.
She knew that Zhuang Yu was about to create another miracle.
Zhuang Yu stepped into the depths of the spiritual vein, and the view suddenly opened up before him.
It was no longer a dark cave, but a dazzling crystal cave.
The colorful spirit stones emitted a soft light, illuminating the entire cave as if it were daytime.
The rich spiritual energy flowed through the air as if it were a tangible substance, making one feel refreshed with every breath.
However, beneath this beautiful scene lurks a great danger.
A powerful repulsive force came rushing towards him, crashing against Zhuang Yu's body like a monstrous wave.
He grunted, his body swayed slightly, and he steadied himself.
This force is the spiritual vein's own defense mechanism, which instinctively repels any outsider who tries to control it.
"Come on!" Zhuang Yu was full of fighting spirit, his eyes gleaming.
He quickly formed hand seals, and his spiritual power surged forth, transforming into sharp sword energies that slashed forward.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The sword energy collided with the repulsive force, producing a deafening explosion.
The entire cave trembled violently, and loose rocks fell, kicking up clouds of dust.
Wang Yao stood at the cave entrance, nervously watching Zhuang Yu's figure.
She could feel the terrifying energy fluctuations emanating from the depths of the cave, and her heart was filled with worry.
But she knew that all she could do now was to protect Zhuang Yu's rear and prevent him from being disturbed in any way.
Zhuang Yu continued to attack, each attack accompanied by powerful fluctuations of spiritual energy.
His robes fluttered in the wind, his black hair danced in the air, making him look like a war god, majestic and awe-inspiring.
However, the defensive power of the spiritual vein seemed inexhaustible, and no matter how he attacked, he could not budge it in the slightest.
Gradually, Zhuang Yu's spiritual energy began to deplete, and his breathing became rapid.
Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his face turned somewhat pale.
But he persevered through gritted teeth, with no sign of backing down in his eyes.
He knew that he had to successfully control the spiritual veins, or all his efforts would be in vain.
"Break!" Zhuang Yu roared, unleashing all the remaining spiritual power within his body, transforming it into a dazzling golden pillar of light that shot straight into the sky.
The golden beam of light collided with the repulsive force, unleashing an even more terrifying energy fluctuation.
The entire cave seemed to be about to collapse, emitting a heart-stopping cracking sound.
Zhuang Yu's body was under tremendous pressure, and his meridians were vibrating violently, as if they were about to break.
He felt his consciousness begin to blur and everything went dark before his eyes.
Just then, a soft hand gently grasped his hand...
“Young Master…” Wang Yao’s soft hand, like a ray of sunshine in winter, warmed Zhuang Yu’s cold fingertips.
A stream of pure spiritual energy flowed slowly into Zhuang Yu's body through her hand, nourishing his parched meridians.
Zhuang Yu opened his eyes and saw Wang Yao's pale face and unwavering gaze, a warm feeling welled up in his heart.
Although her spiritual power was weak, it was like a gentle stream, nourishing his heart.
He knew that Wang Yao was burning her own life essence to replenish his spiritual power.
“Yao’er, you…” Zhuang Yu was filled with emotion, his voice a little hoarse.
Wang Yao smiled slightly, shook her head, and said softly, "Young Master, it's alright. I believe you can succeed." Her smile was as pure as a snow lotus, yet it carried a hint of determination.
Zhuang Yu held Wang Yao's hand tightly, feeling the warmth of her palm, and his heart was filled with strength.
He looked at Wang Yao
"boom!"
With a deafening roar, the golden beam of light finally broke through the last line of defense of the spiritual vein.
The repulsive force receded like a tide, and an incomparably pure spiritual energy surged out, enveloping Zhuang Yu.
Zhuang Yu felt as if his body was soaking in a hot spring, an indescribable feeling of comfort.
His spiritual power recovered rapidly, and his cultivation level was greatly improved.
His aura became even more powerful, like that of an emperor reigning over the world, majestic and awe-inspiring.
He succeeded!
Zhuang Yu slowly stood up, his body radiating a dazzling light.
He looked at the surging spiritual veins before him, his heart filled with joy and excitement.
He imprinted the sect's mark into the spiritual vein, officially connecting the spiritual vein with his sect.
The surrounding forces could only watch helplessly as all this unfolded, their hearts filled with resentment and frustration.
They originally wanted to compete for the spiritual vein, but Zhuang Yu beat them to it.
Elder Feng's face turned ashen, his fists clenched so tightly they made a cracking sound.
He never expected that a cultivator at the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm would be able to control the spiritual veins.
Disciple A and Disciple B were also shocked; they had never seen such power before.
Tian Yuanzi's face turned ashen; he knew he had utterly failed.
Zhuang Yu stood atop the spiritual vein, looking down at the crowd, a cold smile playing on his lips.
He slowly raised his right hand, pointing to the sky...
"This is..."
Zhuang Yu stood on the spiritual vein, golden light flowing around him, like a god descending to earth.
He slowly raised his right hand, palm facing upward, and an invisible pressure enveloped the entire valley.
"From this day forward," his voice boomed like a great bell, resounding throughout the heavens and earth, "this spiritual vein belongs to my Feathered Ascension Sect!"
Elder Feng's face was ashen, veins bulged on his forehead, and his fists clenched so tightly they cracked.
His disciples A and B behind him also looked unwilling, but intimidated by the powerful strength Zhuang Yu was displaying, they dared not make any move.
Finally, Elder Feng took a deep breath, slowly lowered his head, and cupped his hands, saying, "My Lingxiao Sect is willing to submit." Although his voice was deep, it clearly echoed throughout the entire valley.
Seeing this, other forces also bowed their heads and submitted.
Tian Yuanzi slumped to the ground, his face deathly pale.
The spiritual vein he painstakingly tried to seize ultimately fell into Zhuang Yu's hands.
He felt the disdainful and mocking gazes directed at him from all around, which stung his heart like needles.
Standing behind Zhuang Yu, Wang Yao watched this scene unfold, her heart filled with joy and pride.
She knew that Zhuang Yu had created another miracle.
She walked gently to Zhuang Yu's side and said softly, "Young Master, you did it." Zhuang Yu turned to look at Wang Yao, a gentle smile on his face.
He held Wang Yao's hand, feeling the warmth of her palm, and his heart was filled with warmth.
However, while feeling joyful, Zhuang Yu also felt a vague unease in his heart.
He knew that while controlling the spiritual veins had granted him immense power, it had also placed him in a more dangerous situation.
While the various factions outwardly submit, they may not truly be loyal in their hearts.
He looked up into the distance, his gaze deep and far-reaching, as if piercing through layers of mist and seeing the impending storm.
"This is just the beginning..." he murmured.