books44 Chapter 192 How to crack it
Chapter 192 How to crack it
The battlefield of the Spirit Realm Continent has become a chaotic and despairing inferno. The sky is shrouded in thick, inky darkness, and ferocious black lightning bolts rage like evil dragons, cleaving the earth into countless holes. The acrid smell of gunpowder mixed with the stench of blood permeates the air, each breath carrying the metallic stench of rust. All around, the dark beasts of the "Dark Night Society" bar their fangs and roar deafeningly, their sounds seeming to tear at the very soul; members of the "Dark Night Society" move through the darkness, their eyes flashing with an eerie red light, as if possessed by demons.
Jasmine stood at the edge of the battlefield, her figure swaying in the howling wind, yet like a resilient pine tree, radiating an aura that could not be underestimated. Fine beads of sweat covered her forehead, but her eyes were sharp as an eagle's, as she was completely absorbed in the application of her microscopic energy perception and primordial spirit power. These two forces, like two beams of intense light, continuously explored the mysterious realm of soul connection and emotional energy, attempting to uncover the secrets of the evil manipulation by the leader of the "Dark Night Society."
"How did they do that..." Jasmine murmured, her voice instantly swallowed by the howling wind. In this mysterious realm, soul links were like intricate threads, crisscrossing each other, each thread shimmering with a faint light, connecting every member of the "Dark Night Society" with their leader; while emotional energy, like a surging tide, carried negative emotions such as fear, greed, and anger, flowing continuously towards the leader, becoming the source of his power.
Suddenly, a gleam of surprise flashed in Jasmine's eyes: "Found it!" she exclaimed excitedly, her voice trembling slightly—a result of the exhaustion and excitement mingled after a long period of intense mental concentration. After countless explorations and attempts, she had finally discovered the key to the solution—regulating the soul connection and transforming emotional energy.
But that wasn't all. During her exploration, Jasmine unexpectedly discovered a wondrous resonance between herself and the power of space. Her consciousness seemed to merge with the space of this world, feeling the rhythm of its power. As she deepened her perception, she was delighted to find that the spatial power, after a period of energy accumulation, had actually leveled up. This not only meant she had greater control over space, but more miraculously, she discovered that the spatial power now possessed the ability to store and cultivate, as if it had created an independent, mysterious space.
"This...this is simply unbelievable!" Jasmine exclaimed inwardly, knowing full well that this discovery would be a key force in their counterattack.
Without a second thought, Jasmine quickly returned to the real world and informed her companions of this momentous discovery. At that moment, Lin Qing was engaged in a fierce battle with a colossal dark beast. The beast was over ten meters tall, its entire body covered in black scales, each scale like a sturdy shield. It swung its powerful claws, each attack creating a gust of wind and carving deep furrows into the ground. Lin Qing, agile and nimble, weaved through the beast's attacks, his longsword gleaming with golden light—the power of his fused blood and innate Qi. Each swing of his sword left a shallow mark on the beast's scales.
"Lin Qing!" Jasmine shouted, her voice tinged with urgency.
Upon hearing this, Lin Qing dodged the giant beast's attack and came to Jasmine's side: "Jasmine, how are you?" His face was full of exhaustion, but his eyes were full of expectation.
Before Jasmine could catch her breath, she quickly said, "I've found a way to break the evil control of the 'Dark Night Society' leader. We can cut off his power source by adjusting the soul link and converting emotional energy. Moreover, my spatial power has been upgraded; I can now store and cultivate things, which might come in very handy!"
"That's wonderful!" A look of surprise flashed in Lin Qing's eyes. "This is fantastic news!"
At this moment, Qin Feng was manipulating spatial power, creating spatial rifts on the battlefield to redirect the attacks of the "Dark Night Society" members elsewhere. His hands moved rapidly, and the spatial rifts opened and closed like ferocious maws, devouring the enemy's spells. But as the battle continued, he gradually felt his strength waning, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
"Qin Feng, come here for a second!" Lin Qing shouted.
Upon hearing this, Qin Feng immediately stopped what he was doing and came to the two of them. Jasmine explained the solution and the changes in spatial power in detail once again.
"This is amazing!" Qin Feng exclaimed. "It seems we really have hope this time."
Ye Lan stood at the rear of the battlefield, surrounded by ripples of transparent energy—a protective barrier she had created with the sound of her flute. The dark magic of the "Dark Night Society" relentlessly assaulted this barrier, emitting dazzling beams of light, but Ye Lan remained steadfast, her gaze unwavering, the melody she played on her flute growing ever more stirring.
Lin Qing called out to Ye Lan, "Ye Lan, come here for a second!"
Ye Lan nodded slightly, paused her flute playing, and quickly came to the group's side during a lull in the enemy's attack. Jasmine repeated the story again.
“So that’s how it is…” A thoughtful glint flashed in Ye Lan’s eyes. “My flute playing can guide emotions, and perhaps it can play a role in the process of transforming emotional energy.”
The group quickly discussed new tactics. They ultimately decided that Ye Lan would first use her flute playing to attract the attention of the "Dark Night Society" members, guiding their emotions and lowering their guard; Jasmine would use her spatial powers to secretly adjust their soul links, gradually severing their connection with their leader; Qin Feng would continue to use his spatial powers to disrupt the "Dark Night Society's" attack, buying time for Jasmine and Ye Lan; and Lin Qing would be responsible for holding off the dark behemoth's attacks, ensuring everyone's safety.
"Does everyone understand?" Lin Qing asked loudly, looking firmly at everyone.
"Understood!" the crowd answered in unison, their voices filled with determination and resolve.
A brand new counterattack is about to unfold on this ravaged battlefield. Ye Lan took a deep breath, placed the long flute to her lips, and played a melodious and soothing tune. The sound of the flute flowed like a clear spring through the battlefield filled with darkness and fear, gradually seeping into the hearts of the "Dark Night Society" members. The "Dark Night Society" members, who had been attacking frantically, gradually lost their madness upon hearing the flute's sound, and their movements became slower.
“Now!” Jasmine whispered, closing her eyes and fully activating her spatial power. Under her control, invisible threads of power quietly reached out to the members of the “Dark Night Society,” beginning to adjust their soul connections. Qin Feng also acted again, his hands moving rapidly, spatial rifts constantly appearing on the battlefield, deflecting the “Dark Night Society’s” attacks time and again.
Lin Qing, sword in hand, charged at the dark behemoth once more. Golden flames burned around him, the ultimate manifestation of the fusion of his blood and qi with his innate primordial energy. His gaze was resolute, and each swing of his sword carried an unstoppable momentum as he engaged the dark behemoth in a breathtaking life-or-death struggle.
However, the leader of the "Dark Night Society" seemed to sense something amiss. His figure suddenly appeared in the sky above the battlefield, emanating a powerful aura of darkness that felt like an invisible pressure, making it difficult for everyone to breathe.
"Hmph, you think you can defeat me like this? You're delusional!" The leader's voice boomed across the battlefield, filled with disdain and mockery.
As his voice faded, an even more powerful dark force erupted from him, sweeping towards the crowd. A far more intense battle was about to begin.