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Chapter 1897 - 1889: Demon Pill
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Chapter 1897: Chapter 1889: Demon Pill

Demon Ru Xiaotian Sword, horizontally stuck into the Heavenly Cliff.

Lin Tian finally managed to stabilize himself amidst the howling Heavenly Wind.

If he were continuously blown away by the Heavenly Wind.

He would absolutely face a life-threatening situation!

The current situation.

At least offers a significant chance to escape from here.

But at the moment, Lin Tian still faces an extremely terrifying problem.

He is holding onto the Flying Sword suspended in the middle of the Heavenly Cliff, still enduring the fierce bombardment of the Heavenly Wind.

Especially.

The wind force created by the Heavenly Cliff is even more terrifying.

Amidst the howling wind, he can see crushed stone powder continually falling from the cliff wall.

The Flying Sword inserted into the cliff is also unsteady.

With the stone walls eroding, the Flying Sword is creaking and trembling, possibly sliding off at any moment.

Meanwhile, Lin Tian vaguely feels as if his clothes are being decomposed, tearing inch by inch.

The sting on his skin worsens gradually.

His cultivation is rapidly consuming within him.

Though the Nine-Turned Three Life Technique can autonomously operate to absorb heavenly energy from the surroundings.

But now.

The speed of energy absorption and cultivation transformation cannot surpass the power of the Heavenly Wind.

Adding to that, with his dantian wounded, circulating his cultivation energy becomes even more painful.

"The newly obtained Fire Attribute Spirit Stone seems that it can’t be kept!"

Seeing the situation inside his dantian, Lin Tian sighed softly as he observed through his inner vision.

He retrieved the Fire Attribute Spirit Stone from his Storage Bag and began absorbing it while holding it in hand.

Meanwhile.

He glanced around, his hand starting to condense the True Qi Great Sword, swinging it towards both sides of the cliff.

Beneath the Flying Sword, he gradually carved a groove along the Sky Pool Mountain Wall.

This method.

Will slowly allow the Flying Sword to move downward.

After much contemplation.

Lin Tian ultimately decided to head downward into the Abyss.

Simply because of the Heavenly Wind!

Heavenly Wind generally comes from above, and he cannot predict what lies above.

Facing the Heavenly Wind, the further down he goes, the safer it becomes.

As he moved downward, the Fire Attribute Spirit Stones in Lin Tian’s hand became increasingly fewer.

One, two, three...

Quickly absorbed to depletion.

However, by this time he saw the bottom of the Abyss, a surging river, tumultuous and violent.

Yet as perilous as it may be, it’s a hundred times better than the Heavenly Wind above.

Here, the Heavenly Wind is already incredibly weak.

Posing no threat to Lin Tian anymore.

"Finally escaped a calamity!"

Even Lin Tian felt a sense of relief after surviving a catastrophe.

He put away the Flying Sword, took a step, and fluttered onto the thunderously rushing river within the Abyss.

But.

For Lin Tian, this river with towering waves seemed like a flat surface to walk across.

Lin Tian decided to follow the river, hoping to find an exit at its end.

Yet, unexpected things happen unreasonably.

He had only traveled a short distance across the waves.

Lin Tian suddenly felt uncomfortable all over.

It started off minor, but quickly he discovered there was an overwhelming power brewing within him.

Initially, the power felt mild, at least for a wounded Lin Tian, it just caused intense pain.

But soon.

It erupted like a volcano, rampaging within him.

Later, Lin Tian discovered his skin had turned fiery red.

His hair shimmered with a reddish glow.

An aura of terror and evil emanated from his body.

Additionally.

Lin Tian felt his entire body blazing hot, a frenzy growing increasingly difficult to suppress.

Unbeknownst to him, his eyes began to turn red.

"What’s happening?"

Lin Tian halted, his face changing dramatically as he looked at his reddened hands, sensing the frenzied aura within him, as if flames would erupt from his body, he felt a surge of tension.

Bang~

Suddenly.

A terrifying rumbling exploded within him, as if something burst apart.

His already injured body suddenly sank into a purgatory of excruciating pain.

Moreover.

Lin Tian’s head began to throb with stabbing pain.

"Ah..."

The pain intensified quickly, leaving Lin Tian unable to bear it.

Holding his head, he let out a pained scream, his complexion alternating between pallor and fiery redness.

In the raging river, his body began to wobble uncontrollably.

Just then, with a sudden splash, a burst of flame surged from Lin Tian’s body into the river, instantly quenched.

And Lin Tian, flipping his eyes, let out a painful scream, plunging into the river.

"Ahhhh..."

Pained screams faintly emanated from beneath the river flow.

And Lin Tian, clutching his head, like a Flood Dragon, roared and charged in the water, stirring up waves.

The horrifying force and momentum caused cracks to appear in the Abyss cliff walls on either side.

Lin Tian surged along the river, charging wildly and painfully screaming.

At this moment.

He only wanted to vent the power within him, yearning for an opponent to battle three hundred rounds.

"It must be because of those Fire Attribute Spirit Stones! Those things are bizarre!"

The suffering Lin Tian immediately thought of the reason for his body’s current mutation.

But now he couldn’t think too much.

He felt as if his body was about to explode.

The rampant power caused him to feel as if his body was tearing apart, charging, venting the pain on the cliff walls.

But soon.

The river at the Abyss’s end plunged sharply, flowing turbulently downward.

And Lin Tian, like a flying fish, slammed downwards.

Below.

Was an incredibly vast space.

Within it, a pond churned with terrifying whirlpools.

If Lin Tian hadn’t charged through, his strong body, he might have been ensnared.

"Who’s there!"

Suddenly, a shout came from within the vast space.

Immediately.

A figure flew out from inside, standing by the pond in a flash.

An elder in a grey robe, tall and large-boned.

His hair and beard were snowy white, his long beard almost reached his chest.

He appeared rather old and frail, yet his seemingly cloudy eyes sparkled sharply.

Especially.

This elder’s cultivation was very, very powerful!

False Infant Stage!

This was a False Infant Stage Cultivator!

"Kill!"

At this moment, Lin Tian burst forth from the pond, shouting fiercely.

Currently.

His aura erupted ferociously, malevolent and violent, his eyes blazed red, vaguely revealing surging flames, his face exuding murderous intent.

"Demon Cultivator!"

Seeing Lin Tian’s appearance, the elder’s face changed drastically, shocked: "Superpower Sky, the entrance is guarded, and I practice here, almost no one can enter! How could there be anyone here?"

Yet before the elder finished speaking.

Lin Tian had already transformed into red lightning, a fist aimed at the elder while shouting: "Die!"

"Humph, what demon dares to be arrogant in the Superpower Sky! Is it from Mohe Palace in Guang Han Continent? Otherwise, how could this flame attack be so astonishing!"

The elder hissed coldly, frowning.

At the same time, his presence soared.

The Mohe Palace he mentioned is one of the most terrifying demon factions in Guang Han Continent!

Aside from mastering unmatched Ice Attribute Techniques, they also perfected the Fire Based Technique.

The dual cultivation of Ice and Fire, that’s the scariest aspect of Mohe Palace!

With Lin Tian’s rampant flames, the elder speculated that he might be from Mohe Palace!

But Lin Tian didn’t even hear his words, seemingly possessed, he swung his fist fiercely at the elder’s head.

"Humph, a trivial Fake Core Realm Cultivator, dares to challenge me, courting death!"

The elder’s face darkened, his aura surged wildly, his robe billowing, as his withered hand slapped out.

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