Chapter 2368 - 2369: Peculiar

Chapter 2368: Chapter 2369: Peculiar

The Spiritual Energy in his Dantian was rapidly mobilized; the Spiritual Energy within his body, already gathered together, under this frenzied stirring was like a sluice gate suddenly opened—while the Spiritual Energy surged, the inside of his Dantian dried up at an astonishing speed!

This strike poured in all of Lin Chen’s strength, and in his eyes there was an even more violent killing intent!

Yet just at this moment, that unknown entity before his eyes suddenly showed a subtle change in its gaze.

In its several pupils, a faint glimmer of contemplation seemed to flash—this was an expression Lin Chen had never seen on it before.

Noticing this look, Lin Chen couldn’t help but be slightly taken aback.

But very quickly, Lin Chen reacted again; this was thanks to his rich combat experience—although he was confused, his response did not fall behind in the slightest.

As his Longsword descended, his gaze swept to the unknown entity’s right hand; the attack there still existed, merely frozen, but now that the entity had reacted, it might well continue to strike at any moment.

Yet what surprised Lin Chen was that after that entity "awoke," not only did the attack fail to move forward, it actually withdrew; its right hand was drawn back down to its side.

Then it raised its head, like a person, looking at the attack that was gradually falling upon it, yet without the slightest hint of abnormality, as if it were a death warrior welcoming it—its arms even spread open.

"What kind of act is this supposed to be?"

Staring at this scene, Lin Chen was stunned again; the change was too fast, he didn’t even have time to think.

"No good! It’s withdrawn its defense! Damn it, hurry and sever our connection!" At the same time, those few ritualists shouted.

"Too late!" someone cried out in alarm.

And that unknown entity seemed to have no emotional fluctuation at all; seeing the Longsword mere inches from its head, it lowered its head, then looked toward Lin Chen. Suddenly, on its Evil Qi–shrouded face, a slight arc split open, like the lifting of a corner of the mouth to form a smile.

"My king, I am willing to give you my power."

A voice suddenly emerged from the split at the corner of its mouth; the sound was extremely faint, so that in his confusion Lin Chen could not make it out clearly.

And at that very instant, the Longsword in Lin Chen’s hand had already fallen; the sharp edge came down upon the unknown entity’s head.

Lin Chen’s hands clenched tight; he had already witnessed the thing’s strangeness before, and its incomparably tough body was extremely difficult to break.

Naturally he did not dare be careless, lest this attack rebound on him.

But in the next moment, Lin Chen’s expression changed.

For this originally extremely hard-to-break body before him now split open as easily as a block of tofu.

Its shattered skull yielded not the slightest trace of anything flowing out.

Its body seemed to be entirely formed of Yin Evil Qi from the depths of the Nine Netherworlds; at the moment of the slash, from the top of its crown the Yin Evil aura was cleaved in two by his sword. Using the Longsword as a boundary, the Evil Qi was split apart into two halves.

This made Lin Chen feel extremely uncomfortable.

This was a strike into which he had poured his full strength; with it suddenly hitting nothing, his power had nowhere to vent, leaving him feeling extremely ill at ease.

But that was not all. From the unknown entity’s body, the divided Evil Qi was now coursing along the sword Lin Chen had swung down.

In less than half a breath’s time, the silver of the sword’s blade was soaked into black by a mass of Yin Evil aura; that Evil Qi tightly wrapped around Lin Chen’s Longsword and then even burrowed into it.

Lin Chen’s gaze sharpened; he naturally saw this scene. His steps shifted, lightly stamping on the ground; as he moved, his hands strained on the sword hilt, trying to pull this sharp blade out from within the Black Evil aura.

Yet that Yin Evil aura was like a mire, firmly binding Lin Chen’s Longsword, making it impossible for him to move it.

This left Lin Chen deeply panicked; he knew full well how terrifying this Evil Qi was—after all, he still had no idea how to deal with the part of it in his sea of consciousness.

But the situation before him allowed him no time to think.

He drew in a deep breath; from the sword, from the blade now wrapped in Black Evil aura, a violently dreadful power slowly crept up his sword, crawled along his arm, and flowed toward his Dantian.

Under this strange change, his sea of consciousness seemed to transform as well. In the pitch-black sea of consciousness, a small black figure suddenly stood up.

It was a small figure identical in form to Lin Chen, except that in the sea of consciousness this little figure’s whole body was black as the night.

It rose to its feet, suddenly stretched out a palm, then clenched it hard!

From the clenched palm, a fierce power seemed to burgeon forth; yet Lin Chen himself felt no discomfort, instead a sense of fullness welled up in him.

This feeling was wonderfully intoxicating; for a moment, Lin Chen even found himself somewhat enthralled by it.

And the Evil Qi that had grown out from the sword, with the black little figure’s fist clenching in his consciousness, surged madly into Lin Chen’s body.

Within his sea of consciousness, several Spirit Pills condensed one after another.

These Spirit Pills were roughly the same size as the Spirit Pills Lin Chen had condensed before, but they were entirely jet-black. Their number was considerable; they actually carved out a "field" inside Lin Chen’s Dantian, much like within his sea of consciousness, with those black round beads occupying that space.

"Splitting off another place? What the hell is going on?"

Lin Chen’s heart gave a jolt. Just what in the world were these damnable scraps of Evil Qi? Why did they come into his body only to start staking out territory?

This situation left Lin Chen with a massive headache; he had no idea what the hell this Evil Qi was, yet it was partitioning space all through his body.

First the sea of consciousness, now the Dantian—naturally, Lin Chen was extremely flustered by this.

Still, the one thing worth rejoicing over was that this Evil Qi now seemed to have adapted to his body. Even with so much poured in, there was no sign of abnormal movement; it was as if... it were sharing one body with Lin Chen.

What shocked Lin Chen most was his cultivation.

Originally Lin Chen possessed only the cultivation of Spirit Pill Third Layer, but after that influx of Black Evil aura, at this moment he actually had the cultivation of Spirit Pill Ninth Layer!

Such a leap in cultivation was unheard of.

Whoo.

A soft exhalation stirred Lin Chen’s thoughts. The Evil Qi that the unknown entity had turned into had already dissipated; in the empty space ahead, only drifting dust remained, swirling through the air.