Mainland Martial Arts

Chapter 337: Xu Tian Out of Control

However, Lin Feng was unaware that Xu Tian had undergone a terrifying transformation. Xu Tian's eyes glowed a deep purple, a violet light that seemed to dye the surrounding air the same color. A dark purple area formed over his heart, spreading like a snake's nest, creeping outwards and spreading to other parts of his body. A purple streak crept up his head, coiling there like a ferocious, venomous snake. His entire body exuded an eerie and terrifying aura, as if a demon had crawled out of the depths of hell.

Xu Tian's face was now grimacing, his face distorted into a hideous, ferocious form, like a ferocious beast. A deep growl emanated from his mouth, a voice that seemed to come from the depths of hell, filled with a lust for slaughter and destruction that was chilling. Since his back was to Lin Feng, he was completely unaware of Xu Tian's abnormality.

The battlefield was completely silent, with only Xu Tian's deep roar and Jian Cang's faint breathing lingering in the air. The setting sun cast a shadow over the bloody battlefield, dyeing everything blood red, as if drawing a bloody and uncertain conclusion to this tragic battle.

Xu Tian continued to absorb Jian Cang's cultivation. His body began to tremble violently, as if enduring a double onslaught of immense pain and pleasure. His purple lines grew brighter, illuminating a small area around him like the eyes of a demon in the darkness. His eyes were filled with madness, his thirst for power having driven him into a state of despair, his soul seemingly consumed by this evil force.

Jian Cang began to struggle violently under Xu Tian's grip. His consciousness gradually faded, but his instinct for survival made him try to break free from Xu Tian's control. He waved his hands weakly, trying to push Xu Tian away, but his weak strength seemed so insignificant in front of Xu Tian, ​​like an ant trying to shake a tree.

"Save...save me..." Jian Cang managed to utter these few words with difficulty. His voice was as weak as a candle in the wind, ready to go out at any moment. His eyes were filled with despair. He had never imagined that he would end up like this. His former pride and confidence were completely shattered at this moment.

Lin Feng seemed to sense something strange while regulating his breathing. His brow furrowed slightly, but he didn't open his eyes. He thought it was an illusion. After all, his body was extremely exhausted, and his senses might be a little distorted. He continued to concentrate on regulating his breathing, trying to smooth out the disordered Qi in his body and regain more strength.

A dark aura began to linger around Xu Tian, ​​swirling and twisting around him like a ghost. His body began to swell, his muscles becoming more developed, as if a mysterious force was transforming him. His strength continued to grow, but his sanity gradually faded, overwhelmed by the endless dark power.

At the edge of the battlefield, Chen Yu and Chen Xiner were hiding behind a boulder. They watched the situation nervously, their eyes filled with worry. Chen Xiner's body trembled slightly. She clutched Chen Yu's arm tightly, also worried about Lin Feng's safety.

"Brother Yu, are they okay?" Chen Xin'er asked tremblingly, her voice tearful and filled with fear and anxiety. Her eyes were fixed on the figures on the battlefield, especially in the direction of Lin Feng, silently praying for him in her heart.

Chen Yu frowned, his eyes filled with worry. He gently patted Chen Xiner's hand, trying to comfort her, but his heart was also filled with anxiety. "I don't know, but we can't go out now. It's too dangerous." He said softly, his voice steady, but the worry in it could not be concealed. He looked at the tragic scene on the battlefield and silently prayed for Lin Feng's safety, hoping that this nightmarish battle would end quickly.

"Brother Yu, it's already evening, but Lin Feng, Xu Tian and the others are still fighting. I'm really worried about them." Chen Xiner's voice was tearful. She grabbed Chen Yu's arm tightly, and her fingers turned white from the force.

Chen Yu's expression was equally solemn. He looked at Chen Xin'er, a flicker of heartache in his eyes. As Chen Xin'er's bodyguard, protecting her safety was his primary responsibility, but he was also well aware of her concern for Lin Feng. "Miss, the battlefield is treacherous. We could be in danger if we rush forward rashly, but I know you're worried about Lin Feng. I'll go with you," Chen Yu's tone was firm. He gently patted Chen Xin'er's hand, trying to offer her some comfort.

When they reached the edge of the massive pit, the sight before them nearly made their hearts stop. At the bottom, Lin Feng sat cross-legged, trying to regulate his breathing and regain his strength. He looked utterly miserable, his face as pale as a sheet of paper, his lips chapped and oozing with blood. His clothes were already soaked in blood and tattered, crisscrossed with wounds of varying depths and shallows. Some of these wounds were still slowly oozing, droplets of blood falling one by one, forming a small dark red pool beneath him. His brows were furrowed, and beads of sweat covered his forehead. He was clearly enduring immense pain, but he still managed to concentrate and regulate his disordered breathing.

Elsewhere, Xu Tian was gripping Jian Cang's neck. The scene was as terrifying as a nightmare. Xu Tian's upper body was naked, his muscular body covered in eerie purple lines. These lines resembled living, evil creatures, swirling and swirling, spreading outwards. Each extension emanated a chilling aura. The lines shimmered with an eerie light, a dark power that seemed to absorb the surrounding energy, causing the air around them to become distorted and blurred, as if the very space was being eroded by this evil force.

When Chen Xiner saw this scene, she was shocked. She couldn't help but shout with all her strength: "Lin Feng, look at Xu Tian's appearance!" Her voice was particularly abrupt in the silent and terrifying battlefield, full of fear and worry. The voice reflected back and forth between the walls of the pit and reached Lin Feng's ears.

Lin Feng, who was regulating his breathing, heard Chen Xin'er's cry. He struggled to open his eyes, his gaze filled with fatigue and confusion. When he looked at Xu Tian's back, his eyes instantly became alert. He clearly saw the purple lines spreading towards Xu Tian's spine. It was like dark tentacles gradually devouring Xu Tian's body and soul. An ominous premonition washed over Lin Feng.