Looting the life force of demons to forge a golden body Martial God-Chapter 292 - 280: Chu Feng is in a miserable and dying state, Ge Yunsong furiously wants to kill someone! Great, I survived another day!

Chapter 292: Chapter 280: Chu Feng is in a miserable and dying state, Ge Yunsong furiously wants to kill someone! Great, I survived another day!

The pit at the bottom had now turned into a small pond, the shock having shattered the rock layers, allowing groundwater to surge out through the cracks.

Before long, this place might become a lake, and then the water would escape in all directions along the fractures, forming a rare network of waterways in the north.

Chu Feng, covered in blood, was lying quietly in the pond, his slightly heaving body the only proof that he was still alive.

He had bled a lot; the blood had stained a large area of the pond red, a sight that was quite miserable.

Yet more wretched was the mysterious person not far away, who by now had his clothes completely shredded and face down embedded deeply at the bottom of the pit, his body twisted into an eerie, unnatural pose.

It was a position that a human body simply couldn’t achieve.

Lin Zhong’s mouth twitched as he stepped quickly through the splashing water to lift Chu Feng first and examine his injuries.

This inspection only made him deeply furrow his brow, feeling extremely vexed.

Chu Feng’s condition was dire; his bones were shattered, his organs severely damaged, and even his heartbeat was feeble.

Tendons burst apart and skin completely crumbled, revealing dark red muscles and patches of jade-like bones from the outside.

Holding Chu Feng for just a short while, Lin Zhong’s uniform was already soaked through with blood.

This sight involuntarily made Lin Zhong think of a very powerful bomb exploding inside a body!

It was exactly the situation Chu Feng was in!

Lin Zhong inwardly sighed; Chu Feng’s burst of strength had been terrifyingly fierce, but the consequences were probably dreadful.

Not to mention, his blood and the flesh at his wounds had turned slightly dark, a sign that the force of his blood and flesh was almost completely depleted.

At the same time, his True Force was almost depleted too, leaving only a trickle—now even weaker than that of a martial artist at the initial stage of Foundation Establishment.

His spiritual power fluctuations also became incredibly weak, having an almost dying breath.

However, Lin Zhong, after a brief sensation, detected that Chu Feng’s spiritual power was still very tough; at least he wouldn’t dissipate shortly and become a vegetable.

He immediately took out an elixir and stuffed it into Chu Feng’s mouth to help stabilize his injuries.

Then, holding Chu Feng, he walked over to the mysterious person embedded in the ground and revealed a cold sneer on his face, "I really want to see who you actually are!"

Inserting his fingertips into the ground, he gave a fierce hook.

With a soft thud, the mysterious person’s body, soft as mud, flipped over and was "scooped" out, revealing his pale face.

Seeing this face, Lin Zhong frowned first, then after some contemplation, had a sudden realization.

His complexion became extremely complicated, filled with anger, gloom, and yet mixed with a hint of relief, he muttered to himself softly,

"It’s actually... heh, that’s right!"

His eyes flickered, contemplating something, and his expression gradually relaxed, the corners of his mouth slightly curling into a smile.

Just then, his ears twitched and he swiftly turned to look towards the southern night sky.

Soon, a familiar voice echoed from afar through the sky, "Lin Zhong, where the hell are you? How is my student?"

Lin Zhong didn’t answer but asked, "Just you alone?"

"Just me!" The owner of the voice had apparently discovered Lin Zhong’s location and was rapidly approaching.

"Then hurry over," Lin Zhong relaxed his vigilance and called out, "Our hero Chu Feng, caught a big fish!"

"Hm?"

The questioning voice came from afar, followed by a dark figure swiftly flying through the air, gradually approaching, revealing Ge Yunsong’s face, furrowed with worry.

Seeing Chu Feng’s miserable appearance in Lin Zhong’s arms, Ge Yunsong stopped abruptly, and then instantly flew into a rage!

"Lin Zhong! You said you would take good care of him, that’s why I let you intervene! Is this how you took care of him!?"

He flickered in front of Lin Zhong, and in a burst of anger, kicked out; Lin Zhong couldn’t even react before he was sent flying!

Chu Feng was thrown from his hands, and then caught by Ge Yunsong.

The latter sensed briefly, immediately exploding with expletives, his snow-white beard bristling!

"Lin, I am going to kill you today!"

His killing intent surged, and having said that, he was about to put down Chu Feng and personally kill Lin Zhong, a deceitful wretch!

"Wait! Wait! I can explain, it’s not my fault!"

Lin Zhong was kicked in the abdomen, feeling a twisting pain and almost vomited blood on the spot.

Without looking inside, he knew that his intestines were most likely severed by Ge Yunsong’s furious kick!

That aside, such injuries were commonplace for him and he could heal them in minutes.

But the killing intent that Ge Yunsong subsequently erupted with was real!

This old fellow at the peak of the Yin Yang Realm truly had the intent to kill!

Ge Yunsong, upon hearing him, stopped in his tracks, with a cold look he stared at Lin Zhong, "Give you one last chance, explain!"

"If you can’t explain, I’m going to extract your Essence immediately and use it to reconstruct Chu Feng’s Physical Body!"

Lin Zhong gave a bitter smile, walked up honestly, and whispered while pointing at the mysterious person on the ground, "A martial artist of the Evil Cult, subdued personally by Chu Feng, at the early stage of the Yin and Yang Realm!"

Ge Yunsong paused, looking surprised, and then noticed there was indeed another person on the ground!

He looked down and recognized the person after a moment, his expression suddenly changed, "Isn’t this..."

"Quiet!" Lin Zhong immediately interrupted, bending down to pick up the mysterious person, and said to Ge Yunsong, "This is not the place to talk, let’s get out of here!"

With a deep look, Ge Yunsong finally nodded, "Follow me!"

The moment he spoke, he suddenly took off, flying straight toward Yan Capital with Chu Feng in his arms.

"...Hey, old man, slow down a bit, you’ve injured me, I can’t fly fast!"

"Not killing you, was already me showing restraint for the sake of our old times!"

"..."

...

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Chu Feng felt as though he was trapped in a dark swamp, with countless arms reaching out from the mud, grasping at him, trying to pull him deep into the morass.

He desperately struggled and fought against those hateful arms, refusing to let them pull him in.

For some unknown reason, he had a feeling that once he was dragged in, he would never come out.

After a long struggle, he finally freed himself from those arms, and with great effort, he leaped out of the swamp.

"Hiss—"

The moment he jumped out, Chu Feng suddenly woke up.

He slowly opened his eyes, the glaring light shot into his pupils, causing tears to flow out.

As his eyes gradually adapted to the light, he saw a white ceiling and the incandescent lamps embedded in it.

This scene, how familiar.

Chu Feng blankly lowered his gaze, saw the deep blue quilt that covered him, and a strong scent of disinfectant filled his nostrils.

Ah, of course it’s familiar, the infirmary, an old friend.

Suddenly, Chu Feng felt like laughing, involuntarily baring his teeth to let them breathe some air.

Good, he had lived another day.

He exerted a bit of force, trying to sit up.

But at the moment he exerted himself, a terrifying sharp pain attacked him from all over his body, like countless sharp needles were fiercely stabbing into his mind!

"So painful ahhh—"

He couldn’t help but let out a sharp cry of pain.

Damn, even the pain is from an old brand!

Aftereffects!