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Jiuyuan: The False Spirit Root's Counterattack on the Immortal Path

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In ancient times, the true source of heaven and earth's spiritual energy was violent and chaotic. The ancestors of the human race used the "Heavenly Spirit Root" as a chain to domesticate and filter spiritual energy in order to cultivate it. But the cost is cutting off the possibility of touching the true origin and breaking free from the rules of the immortal realm. Pseudo spiritual roots are actually "primitive spiritual roots" that have not been contaminated by shackles and can directly communicate with the violent source spiritual energy. They have infinite potential but are extremely difficult to activate, and are deliberately stigmatized by the immortal world.
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Chapter 1 - Chapter 1: The Spirit Root is Devoured and Fell into the Nine Abyss

The cold, pungent smell with a strong and bloody smell, like slippery venomous snakes, penetrated into Lin Feng's nostrils without a trace.

He suddenly opened his eyes and saw a familiar and nauseating sight: a low, sloping thatched roof, with a few dim starlight seeping through the gaps;Underneath it was damp straw emitting a moldy smell, mixed with the excrement of unknown spirit beasts;The suspended dust in the air rolls under the dim light, like countless struggling insects.

This is the lowest level of the miscellaneous shed in the Spirit Beast Valley of Qingyun Sect - "Jiuyuan Shed".A filthy place that even the lowest level disciples of the outer sect are unwilling to set foot in.

Every breath was like swallowing prickly gravel, scraping against his already scarred throat.And the deeper pain comes from the location of the lower abdomen dantian - where there is no longer a warm spiritual power circulation, only an empty, seemingly never-ending cold hole, and a fierce and protruding scar like a giant centipede.

Three years ago, this place nurtured the rare "Heavenly Spirit Root" of Qingyun Sect, a pure wind spirit power that made it shine like the rising sun, shining brightly.

On that rainy night three years ago, also here, he was cut open by life and used the cruelest magic tools to forcibly remove his proud Heavenly Spirit Root, along with all his hopes for the future!

Junior Brother Lin, don't blame Senior Brother for his ruthlessness. On this day, your spiritual roots... Senior Brother borrowed them to forge my Wind Chanting Immortal Sword! When Senior Brother's name is famous in the East Wilderness and he becomes immortal, he will never forget your grace of 'completing' today

Senior Brother Lu Chen's face, which appeared warm like jade under the flickering candlelight but twisted like a demon, once again appeared clearly in front of Lin Feng with his extremely hypocritical words.The nails sank deeply into the palm of the hand, leaving a few bleeding crescent marks, but far less than one ten thousandth of the burning hatred in the heart.

Perfect?Having enabled Lu Chen to ascend to the sky with one step, becoming the most dazzling celestial pride of the Qingyun Sect, passed down by the sect leader himself, the scenery is infinite!Fulfilled his forest wind, he fell from the clouds and fell into the "Nine Abyss" that was even dirtier than mud, becoming a servant that everyone could bully and accompanied by the excrement of spirit beasts!

Cough cough... cough... "A severe cough tore at Lin Feng's chest, causing him to curl up like a dying shrimp.Every cough affects the empty orifice in Dantian, bringing waves of bone marrow deep feelings of collapse and sharp pain like needles piercing.The body is weakened like a candle in the wind due to long-term malnutrition and accumulation of hidden injuries.

Outside the hut, a few mournful cries of the night owl could be heard, mixed with the suppressed roar of some low-level spirit beast in the distance.The other laborers in the shed had already fallen asleep in the extreme exhaustion of the day, snoring and grinding their teeth one after another.No one cares whether this person named Lin Feng, who used to be a "genius" and is now a "waste" in the corner, is alive or dead.

At this moment——

An indescribable, extremely weak yet incredibly clear palpitation came from the depths of his dantian without warning!

That feeling was like a star that had long been judged dead, in the deepest darkness of the universe, beating with extreme difficulty and slowness.

Lin Feng's whole body trembled violently, and all coughing and pain instantly stopped!He suddenly held his breath and all his senses rushed frantically towards Dantian!

It's not an illusion!

In the void that has been silent for three years, there is really something moving inside!Not a gentle spiritual energy, but a more primitive, chaotic, and with a chilling and scorching aura of destruction... airflow?It was as weak as a candle that could extinguish at any moment, struggling to breed and hover at the edge of the void. Every slight movement brought a terrifying pain to Lin Feng, as his body was about to be torn apart and his soul was about to be crushed!

Uh... "Lin Feng bit his lower lip tightly, and the smell of rust instantly filled his mouth. He forcefully swallowed back the scream that had surged to his throat.Cold sweat instantly soaked through his thin coarse linen clothes.

What is this?Wasn't his spiritual root completely dug out?Wasn't Dantian completely abolished?Why... why would something still breed inside?And this feeling... so unfamiliar, so... dangerous?

Just as he was uncertain and enduring inhuman pain, outside the shed, a wave of arrogant and domineering footsteps came from far to near, accompanied by unabashed ridicule and vulgar language, rudely breaking the dead silence of the night.

Damn it, this damn place is so smelly! It's really unlucky

Hurry up, drag out that useless person surnamed Lin! Senior Brother Lu Chen is hosting a banquet for the Fairy of Ziyun Sect at the 'Guanxia Terrace' tomorrow. He specifically requested to use the 'Rotten Mud Worm' from the 'Nine Yuan Shed' specialty as a medicinal starter to sober up! Only that kid Lin Feng can dig up that thing quickly and well

Hahaha, not really! Our 'genius' is only useful for digging bugs now

I heard he was the Heavenly Spirit Root back then? Tsk tsk, now he's not even as good as a dog

The shed door was roughly kicked open, and moonlight and the light from the torch mixed in, illuminating the polluted air inside the shed and the terrified faces of several laborers.Two strong men dressed in the attire of disciples from the outer sect, with faces full of flesh, covered their noses and walked in with a look of disgust.The first person, recognized by Lin Feng, is a loyal dog of Lu Chen named Zhao Hu.

Zhao Hu's gaze swept like a venomous snake, accurately locking onto Lin Feng in the corner. A cruel and mocking smile appeared on his face: "Oh, isn't this our genius Lin Da? He hasn't died yet. Just in time, I won't have to go to the mass grave to dig up the bodies. Get up! Go dig up the rotten mud worms for Senior Brother Lu! Before dawn, there will be a hundred, one less, and I will break your other leg!" He grinned and glanced at Lin Feng's left leg, which had been broken by them and now has deformed and healed.

There was a deathly silence in the hut, only the crackling sound of torches burning.The other servants curled up, afraid to breathe, their eyes filled with numbness and fear.

The excruciating pain continued to ravage within Dantian's empty orifice, and the new and chaotic force was like maggots in the tarsal bones, crazily tearing apart Lin Feng's nerves.Zhao Hu's insults and threats were like a red hot iron, fiercely burning on his dignity.

An unprecedented sense of violence and hunger emerged from the depths of the void without warning, instantly overwhelming the physical pain and drowning out reason!

That's the longing for the flesh and blood of these two running dogs in front of us!It's an extreme thirst for power!It is the anger that has been silent for three years, trampled countless times, ignited by that chaotic force, and about to burn everything to ashes!

Lin Feng raised his head slowly and with great difficulty.

His eyes, in the dim light, emitted a faint, inhuman glow, like a ferocious beast about to awaken from the abyss.

You... "His voice was hoarse like sandpaper rubbing against it, and every word had a bloody smell,"... say it again

Zhao Hu's heart was inexplicably stirred by Lin Feng's unfamiliar and lifeless gaze, and then he surged with even greater anger: "Damn it! How dare a useless person stare? Looking for death!" He stepped forward, his large hand like a fan with a fierce palm wind, fiercely fanning Lin Feng's cheek!This palm strike is enough to shatter the brains of ordinary people!

The strong wind is blowing!

Just as the palm containing three layers of spiritual power for refining qi was about to slap Lin Feng's face——

The void at Lin Fengdantian suddenly contracted!That weak yet chaotic force, like an enraged venomous snake, suddenly erupted!

No spiritual power fluctuations!There is no magic light!

There is only one wild reaction that originates from the most instinctive and primitive of life!

Lin Feng's left hand, so fast that it exceeded the limit of his body, even beyond his own consciousness, lifted like lightning, opened his five fingers, and in an extremely strange angle, accurately and firmly grasped Zhao Hu's wrist!

Click

A crisp sound that made my teeth ache echoed clearly in the silent shack.

The sinister smile on Zhao Hu's face froze in an instant, replaced by extreme shock and unbelievable pain!He felt his wrist, as if it was clamped by a red hot iron clamp, and then crushed by a tremendous force of ten thousand pounds!

Ah!! My hand!!!! "A mournful and twisted howl erupted from Zhao Hu's throat, causing him to convulse violently with intense pain.

The other disciple of the outer sect was completely stunned and stood still on the spot.

Lin Feng himself was also stunned.He looked at his hand, which had distinct joints but was now bursting with terrifying power, feeling the sensation of bones shattering in the palm, as well as the brief silence of the chaotic force in the dantian orifice after the eruption, and a strange, weak sense of satisfaction as if he had taken some nutrients?

Inside the shed, needles can be heard falling.Only Zhao Hu's heart wrenching howl echoed.

Lin Feng slowly loosened his grip.Zhao Hu collapsed to the ground like a puddle of mud, holding his twisted and deformed wrist, tears streaming down his face. His gaze towards Lin Feng was filled with unprecedented fear, as if watching a demon crawling out of hell.

Lin Feng lowered his head and looked at his slightly trembling palm, with Zhao Hu's flesh and skin fragments remaining between his fingers.Inside Dantian's empty orifice, the chaotic power seemed to have calmed down a bit, but it did not disappear. Instead, it was like a dormant ferocious beast, licking its fangs in a dark corner, waiting for the next eruption.

He lifted his head and his gaze swept over Zhao Hu, who was limp as mud, another outer disciple who was scared and dumbfounded, and the terrified, numb, and incredulous faces of the servants in the hut.

A cold, unfamiliar, yet twisted sense of pleasure grew in his heart.

Power... is this the feeling of power?Although chaotic, painful, and full of destruction... it really exists!

Get lost. "Lin Feng's voice remained hoarse, but added a chilling feeling that made people feel palpitations.

Another disciple from the outer sect woke up from a dream and dragged Zhao Hu, who was screaming uncontrollably, out of the Nine Abyss Shed like a lost dog, not even caring about the torch that fell to the ground.

The hut fell into darkness again, leaving only the torch burning on the ground with a crackling sound, reflecting Lin Feng's face that appeared unusually gloomy and... crazy in the interplay of light and shadow.

He slowly lifted the blood stained hand and leaned in front of him.

In the darkness, his dantian's orifice seemed to jump extremely weakly.A strange 'airflow', finer than a strand of hair, almost invisible and intertwined with gray and dark gold, flashed through his fingertips and dissipated into the polluted air.

At the same time, an extremely distant, vague, chaotic, and thirsty whisper seemed to ring in his ear, as if it came from the deepest part of the earth, and as if it came from the void of his emptiness:

Blood... flesh... origin... devouring

Lin Feng clenched his fist tightly, and his knuckles turned white due to the force applied.

He knows.

His path begins from this filthy Nine Abyss.The 'monster' inside him has also awakened from tonight.

This is no longer the muddy struggle to survive.This is a path based on the false spirit root, a reverse attack on the immortal path, and a path of no return to blood that devours all the heavens!