The underground altar was like a cursed dark cage, dead silent, and in the stagnant air, the smell of blood and decay was so thick that it was almost tangible, spreading wantonly, as if a pair of invisible black hands were tightly strangling everyone's throats, making people almost suffocate. The faint candlelight swayed on the wall, casting a distorted and strange light and shadow, just like a demon with bared fangs and claws. Lin Wanqiu stood alone, her face pale, her slender and pale fingers seemed to be spasming, tightly grasping the hem of her skirt, and her fingertips turned white due to the force. The scar on her forehead that had not yet healed, under the dim candlelight, faintly glowed with a layer of strange red light, as if it was a cursed mark, silently telling of the painful suffering she had suffered before. Her posture was shaky, but she still supported her weak body and confronted the fox demon leader. Although there was vigilance in her eyes, like a wounded lone wolf still fighting tenaciously, her fatigue could not be concealed, just like the crumbling leaves on the branches in late autumn, showing her powerlessness at the moment.
"With the dragon's heart in my hand, the world is mine!" The fox demon leader suddenly shouted, the sound like thunder, breaking the oppressive silence. The nine tails were like bundles of black lightning, wrapped in a sharp wind, and swung out at lightning speed. In an instant, the "Nine Infants Soul Banner" in her hand shone brightly, and the dark blue light was like a ghost fire, jumping wantonly, reflecting the surroundings in a gloomy and terrifying way. On the soul banner, the ancient and strange runes were like living things, twisting and entwining wildly, emitting waves of frightening evil breath, and in a flash, they turned into thick chains, with a whistling sound, going straight to Lin Wanqiu's throat.
Lin Feng, who was far away, witnessed this scene, and his pupils shrank sharply instantly. His heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand, and he subconsciously blurted out: "Be careful!" At the same time, he waved the Qingming Mirror in his hand without thinking, trying to use the power in the mirror to block the deadly chain. However, the distance was too far, and even if he reacted quickly, he could only sigh in despair, watching the danger approaching Lin Wanqiu step by step, unable to save the situation.
Between life and death, Lin Wanqiu reacted hastily, and a layer of light dragon scales appeared all over her body. Although the dragon scales glowed faintly, they still exuded a tenacious aura. She resisted the weakness of her body and raised her arms to resist. However, her strength had not yet recovered, like a candle in the wind. How could she be the opponent of the long-planned, insidious and cunning fox demon leader? The soul flag chain wrapped around her arm in the blink of an eye, and the runes on the chain instantly ignited a raging fire, burning her skin. The severe pain came like a surging tide, one wave after another, almost completely drowning her will. Seeing this, the fox demon leader showed a hideous grin on his face, that smile seemed to come from the depths of hell. Then he pulled hard, and Lin Wanqiu's body was unstable, staggering forward, extremely embarrassed.
At this critical moment, when her life was hanging by a thread, the fox demon leader's other tail, like a steel whip ready to go, with overwhelming force, lashed at Lin Wanqiu's head. "No——!" Lin Feng's heart-wrenching cry, like a sharp arrow, instantly broke through the oppressive silence, and echoed in the entire altar for a long time. Then, there was a crisp "click" sound, which was like thunder exploding in the night sky, making people's ears hurt. Lin Wanqiu's dragon horn, the symbol of her dragon clan's majesty and power, was cut off alive. The dragon horn was as crystal clear as glass, and it drew a sad and beautiful arc in the air. The moment it fell to the ground, it was like a bright meteor falling to the earth, bursting out with amazing power. A blazing green flame suddenly rose from the ground. The flame seemed to have life, spreading wildly, and instantly burned all the grass and trees within a radius of several feet, leaving only a charred wasteland. In the flames, Lin Wanqiu let out a shrill scream. The sound was filled with endless pain and despair, as if it wanted to vent out the sadness of the entire world, and everyone who heard it was moved.
Lin Wanqiu, who lost her dragon horn, seemed to have lost the pillar of her soul. Her strength was like a flood. Her neat white hair was instantly scattered and draped over her shoulders like dry grass, which made her look haggard and sad. Her delicate body was swaying in the wind, as if it would be completely swallowed up by this dark world at any time. For the first time, her eyes revealed deep fear, which was the fear of an unknown fate and the fear of her own powerlessness. Her dragon scales began to peel off, turning into dots of green light, and dissipated in the air like a dream bubble. Finally, she could no longer hold on, and the whole person collapsed to the ground like a kite with a broken string, unconscious, and her life or death was uncertain.
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Seeing this, the fox demon leader showed a crazy smile on his face, and couldn't wait to take the opportunity to inject the power in the dragon horn into the "Nine Infants Soul Banner". In an instant, the soul banner shone brightly, dazzling and almost impossible to look at. In the light, the shadow of the Nine Infants could be vaguely seen, baring its teeth and claws, as if it wanted to break free from its shackles and come to the world. "Hahahaha! The power of the dragon spirit, finally got it!" The fox demon leader laughed crazily, his laughter was sharp and piercing, like the cry of a night owl, constantly echoing in the altar, making people shudder.
Lin Feng looked at Lin Wanqiu, who was lying in a pool of blood, his life or death unknown. His eyes were instantly bloodshot, like an enraged beast. Anger and grief were like a volcano that had been accumulating for a long time, erupting at this moment, spewing out endless anger and sorrow. His mind was blank, and he rushed towards the fox demon leader regardless of everything. Every step he took was full of determination and madness. The Qingming Mirror in his hand seemed to sense the surging emotions in his heart, and the light surged, like a scorching sun, trying to dispel the endless darkness. However, the mirror body was already full of cracks due to the previous battle. Under his forced urging, it could not bear the burden and made a heart-wrenching "crackling" sound, as if porcelain was about to break and could turn into powder at any time.
"Go to hell!" Lin Feng roared, his voice hoarse, and he poured all his strength into the Qingming Mirror without reservation. With a crisp but heartbreaking sound, the mirror body finally shattered completely, turning into countless fragments scattered all over the ground. At the same time, countless resentful spirits surged out of the broken mirror, like a black tide, sweeping across the entire altar in an instant. These resentful spirits exuded strong resentment and extremely shrill screams. Wherever they passed, living people were instantly struck by lightning, their vitality was instantly drained, and they turned into dried corpses. The scene was so terrifying that it made people's scalps numb. The fox demon leader was also caught off guard by this sudden change. A trace of fear and panic flashed in his eyes. He wanted to dodge but it was too late. He was instantly entangled by the resentful spirits and let out bursts of heart-wrenching screams. Under the torture of the resentful spirits, he gradually lost his voice.
In the mad rampage of the evil spirit, Lin Feng's consciousness gradually blurred. The mirror spirit took the opportunity to quietly emerge from the broken mirror, transformed into a black shadow, and slowly merged into his body like a ghost. "Haha, I've finally waited for this day!" The voice of the mirror spirit rang in Lin Feng's mind, full of pride and evil, like a devil whose conspiracy succeeded. Affected by the mirror spirit, Lin Feng's eyes gradually became empty and lifeless, and the whole person was like a puppet being controlled, losing self-awareness and began to slaughter everything around him indiscriminately. Surrounded by the evil spirits, his figure looked more and more weird and terrifying, as if he had become the executioner of this dark world.
At this time, the remnants of the Jin army took advantage of the chaos and quietly sneaked into the altar. They were like dormant wolves, watching for prey in the dark. When they saw the unconscious Lin Wanqiu, greed flashed in their eyes, as if hungry wolves saw a fat lamb. "Take her away and refine her into a war weapon, and we will have the capital to compete with Jiuying!" The leading general's eyes flashed with fanaticism and greed. At a command, several soldiers rushed forward like vicious dogs and dragged Lin Wanqiu away roughly. Their footsteps echoed in the empty altar, which seemed particularly harsh, as if it was the death knell of the devil.
After an unknown amount of time, Lin Feng finally regained some clarity of consciousness. When he slowly opened his eyes, all he saw were the bloodstains and scattered dragon scales on the ground, but Lin Wanqiu had already disappeared. He was stunned for a moment, and then he let out a crazy roar, which was full of endless despair and anger, as if he wanted to shatter the world. He wanted to get up and look for Lin Wanqiu, but the power of the mirror spirit was raging wildly in his body, like a ferocious beast, making him unable to control his body. He could only watch helplessly. In the altar, the vengeful spirits were still wandering around, making chilling roars, and the entire space was completely shrouded in the breath of death and despair. At this time, a greater crisis, like the dark clouds before the storm, quietly gathered and was ready to go.
