noffsinger Chapter 79 A debt of gratitude as heavy as a mountain calms the raging storm; the battle for beast f
Chapter 79 A debt of gratitude as heavy as a mountain calms the raging storm; the battle for beast f
Seeing that everyone was about to explode and die, Han Yi disregarded everything else. A resolute glint flashed in his eyes, and without the slightest hesitation, he activated the Law of Life. His expression was solemn, and his hands moved rapidly, drawing the excess spiritual power of the twelve people into his own body to prevent them from exploding.
After fully unleashing the Law of Life, Han Yi felt an incredibly violent force surge into his body. The force was so powerful that he could barely breathe; he frantically activated all 108 acupoints in his body, yet he couldn't dispel it, as if it were about to burst his meridians. He clenched his teeth, biting his lip until it bled slightly. A look of pain crossed his face, his brows furrowed, and sweat poured down his forehead like rain.
Han Yi endured the pain, waiting until all the excess spiritual energy in everyone's bodies had been completely drained before he began to slowly replenish his own spiritual energy, helping them gradually break through their bottlenecks. Time passed second by second, and Han Yi's consciousness grew increasingly blurred. His eyes gradually lost their light, and his body swayed precariously. Finally, after all the excess spiritual energy had been replenished to the twelve members of Black Wind Stronghold, he breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed to the ground.
Seeing this, Wang Weiwei, who had been watching everything from a short distance away, rushed over to help him up. She reached out anxiously, but he stopped her. Han Yi spoke weakly.
"Don't worry about me, young lady. It's just a backlash. I'll be fine after I rest for a while."
After saying that, everything went black before his eyes, as if the whole world had been plunged into darkness. His body convulsed a few times before he completely lost consciousness.
After another incense stick's time, the twelve members of Black Wind Stronghold opened their eyes one after another. The moment they opened their eyes, they rushed to Han Yi, their faces filled with concern as they inquired about his condition. Han Yi had shown them immense kindness, as if they had been given a second chance; they knew that without Han Yi's timely intervention, they would have already perished.
With Han Yi's full assistance, the three peak Qi Refining experts successfully reached the half-step Foundation Establishment stage. They stood up, their bodies radiating a powerful aura, as if an invisible shield surrounded them. The others also directly advanced to the Great Perfection of Qi Refining, only one step away from breaking through. Their eyes were filled with surprise and gratitude, and they frequently glanced at Han Yi.
Before long, Black Tiger also successfully broke through. He opened his eyes, feeling the powerful energy within his body, but his heart was filled with worry for Han Yi. Seeing Han Yi like this, his eyes reddened slightly, and he quickly walked to Han Yi's side, reaching out to help him up. At this moment, Wang Weiwei reached out to stop him.
Wang Weiwei's expression was serious as she spoke softly, "Young Master instructed that he suffered a backlash from his cultivation technique and needs to rest. You must not wake him."
Upon hearing this, Black Tiger had no choice but to stop what he was doing and helplessly sat down to guard him. Everyone from Black Wind Stronghold remained silent, simply standing guard around Han Yi. They sat in order around him, their eyes resolute, as if protecting a most precious treasure.
No one else was allowed to approach Han Yi except Wang Weiwei, especially the old servant from the Wang family. Black Tiger glared fiercely at the old servant, as if warning him not to come near. The old servant was so frightened by Black Tiger's glare that he immediately lowered his head and dared not make any further moves.
Suddenly, a clear sound came from deep within the cave—light footsteps, each one striking a chord in everyone's hearts. Immediately afterwards, a wave of intense heat swept over them, instantly putting them on alert.
A moment later, a small, tiger-like beast slowly emerged from the depths of the cave. Its entire body was covered in dark red scales, shimmering eerily in the dim light. Its eyes, like two burning flames, radiated a fierce light. This was a Crimson Scale Flame Tiger in its juvenile stage, its strength at the early stage of Foundation Establishment.
Its most terrifying attack is its flame attack imbued with strange fire. It opens its gaping maw, and a torrent of scorching flame erupts forth. The flame is an eerie blue, extremely hot, and melts rocks instantly in its path, filling the air with a pungent, acrid smell.
Black Tiger's expression changed drastically, and he immediately stood up, shielding Han Yi behind him. He also moved the spiked club in his hand, and a sharp club shadow shot out, colliding with the blazing flame and neither gaining the upper hand.
Three experts at the half-step Foundation Establishment stage quickly channeled their spiritual energy and rushed forward. One expert unleashed a sharp sword aura, heading straight for the Crimson Scale Flame Tiger. The Crimson Scale Flame Tiger nimbly dodged, the sword aura striking a nearby rock, instantly cleaving it in two. Another expert formed hand seals, unleashing a powerful surge of spiritual energy that transformed into a gigantic hand that slammed towards the Crimson Scale Flame Tiger. The Crimson Scale Flame Tiger roared, spewing out a ball of flame that collided with the hand, creating a massive explosion. The third expert moved with lightning speed, quickly circling behind the Crimson Scale Flame Tiger, attempting a surprise attack. However, the Crimson Scale Flame Tiger reacted swiftly, whipping its tail and sending the expert flying.
Due to the confined space, the four members of the Black Tiger Clan were unable to move freely and were unable to fight the enemy simultaneously, resulting in a stalemate for a time. Just then, the Netherwolves outside the cave seemed to have also sensed the fighting inside and began to launch a frenzied attack from outside into the cave.
Seeing this, Wang Weiwei made a quick decision and shouted, "The three of you go and guard the cave entrance. Leave this to me and Black Tiger!" Although the three half-step Foundation Establishment experts were unwilling, they knew that the situation was urgent and immediately turned around and rushed to the cave entrance.
Wang Weiwei raised her jade-like hand, and dozens of fine needles silently appeared in her palm, gleaming with a faint cold light. Her eyes narrowed, and her spiritual energy surged as she precisely controlled the needles. Then, she lightly touched the ground with her toes, and her figure, as light as a swallow, swiftly rushed towards the Crimson Scale Flame Tiger.
At the same time, Black Tiger roared, his face fierce. He gripped his spiked club tightly with both hands and swung it forcefully, following closely behind Wang Weiwei. The spiked club whistled through the air.
Seeing the two charging towards it, the Crimson Scaled Flame Tiger's eyes gleamed even more fiercely. It opened its blood-red maw and spewed out another burst of scorching flames. Wang Weiwei's delicate body twisted gracefully, like a nimble seagull, nimbly dodging the flames. Then, with a slight flick of her fingers, she channeled her spiritual power into fine needles, and instantly, several needles shot towards the Crimson Scaled Flame Tiger's head like lightning.
Black Tiger roared and charged at Crimson Scale Flame Tiger, his eyes wide with rage. He raised his spiked club high, bringing it down with tremendous force. Crimson Scale Flame Tiger dodged to the side, its sharp claws lashing out at Black Tiger. Black Tiger hastily swung his club to block, and with a loud clang, he felt a tremendous force, his arm going numb. But he didn't flinch, swinging his club again.
The Crimson Fiery Tiger roared, spewing flames as it engaged the Black Tiger in a fierce battle. The Black Tiger nimbly dodged the flames, leaping and rolling, its spiked club never leaving the Crimson Fiery Tiger's side. Enraged by the Black Tiger's tenacity, the Crimson Fiery Tiger attacked relentlessly, its flames erupting and melting the cave's rocks. Although the Black Tiger suffered numerous burns, it gritted its teeth and persevered, waiting for the opportune moment to deliver a fatal blow.
Under the combined attack of Black Tiger and Wang Weiwei, both Foundation Establishment cultivators at the early stage, the Crimson Scale Flame Tiger finally collapsed. From its body, not only did a blazing inner core burst forth, but also an extremely precious beast fire appeared. Everyone present knew the value of beast fire, especially Han Yi, an alchemist, for whom it held exceptional significance.
After a brief exchange of glances, Wang Weiwei and Black Tiger tacitly agreed without discussion to each other to put away their inner cores and beast fire, to be handed over to Han Yi once he woke up. Black Tiger immediately took the beast fire, while Wang Weiwei temporarily kept the inner core.
At this moment, Wang Weiwei's maid and old servant looked anxious and both said it was unacceptable. The maid frowned, her expression urgent, and quickly reminded Wang Weiwei, "Miss, this beast fire is a rare and precious item. Although Han Yi is an alchemist, he is still an outsider. How can we easily hand over such a treasure to him? In my opinion, we should seize the beast fire before he wakes up. How can we let him have it so easily? This beast fire is so precious that even if we don't need it, we can still exchange it for some treasures to improve our strength. Only by improving our strength will Miss's position in the clan be more secure in the future."
The old servant quickly nodded in agreement, his face solemn: "Miss, this beast fire is of extraordinary value. That Young Master Yi is just a stranger you met by chance. Besides, you saved his life twice and gave him many treasures. Now it's time for him to repay you."
The maid and the old servant's words were clearly heard by everyone in Black Wind Stronghold, including Black Tiger and the three half-step Foundation Establishment experts, who immediately assumed fighting stances. Black Tiger's eyes widened in anger, his hand gripping his spiked club tightly, and he shouted a loud command.
"The Beast Fire can only belong to Brother Yi. If anyone dares to lay a finger on it, we will not hesitate to take action."
Of the three half-step Foundation Establishment experts, one remained to hold off the wolf pack, while the other two pointed their weapons at the Wang family members, ready to fight at any moment. The other members of Black Wind Stronghold were also on high alert, staring intently at Wang Weiwei and her group, as if facing a formidable enemy.