Chapter 2288 - 2285: Struggle for Possession

Chapter 2288: Chapter 2285: Struggle for Possession

With a resounding slap, Situ Yufeng was just engrossed in wild laughter when a palm smacked his face hard.

Everyone was stunned, because it was Xiao Manxuan who delivered the slap. The little girl had a face of frost, and anger burned in her eyes. A beautiful, adorable girl, an ordinary person, dared to strike an Ancient Martial Artist and actually landed a hit.

"You filthy woman! How dare you hit me! Lin Tian is dead, who will back you?" Situ Yufeng was about to teach Xiao Manxuan a lesson.

But another gust of wind arose, Little Snow swept its wings across, and with a thud, Situ Yufeng was sent flying, crashing into a rock and spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood.

Everyone’s pupils contracted fiercely; not only was Snow Eagle fast, but its strength was also fierce, easily striking a Postnatal Perfection Ancient Martial Artist causing internal injury.

Ji Zimo and Yuwen Xingjian swallowed their saliva, unconsciously taking a few steps back, afraid of angering the volatile Snow Eagle. No one dared to help Situ Yufeng, and he himself didn’t dare return, but leaned against the stone, barely standing, eyes glowing with hatred.

"Miss, Second Miss, trust Lin Tian, he’ll certainly be alright," Ghost assured.

At this moment, Shennong Ding slightly trembled, a green light descended, falling on Lin Tian, and the scorched flesh from the lightning began to shed, growing new skin.

A halo flowed over the skin, like a gemstone, harboring infinite power.

Suddenly, Lin Tian’s eyes opened, with electric light flickering within them. He stretched out his hand, slightly gripping, and power surged forth, unending and overflowing.

Lightning struck upon his hand, head, and body; Lin Tian no longer felt pain, but rather comfort, as if bathing in thunder water.

"Master... you’re too monstrous..." even the Sword Spirit couldn’t help but exclaim.

"Let the thunderstorm come even fiercer!" Lin Tian shouted, raising his right hand towards the sky, and the Heavenly Tribulation Sword materialized.

Pointing the Heavenly Tribulation Sword skyward, it seemed to become a lightning rod, gathering the surrounding lightning towards it, fiercely pouring into the sword body, then through the sword handle, into Lin Tian’s body.

Lin Tian led this lightning energy into his new meridians, which couldn’t withstand and instantly ruptured, but after being illuminated by Shennong Ding, quickly reassembled and recovered.

The lightning energy continually pouring in, the meridians constantly reassembling, through this cycle, the meridians became wider, tougher.

Finally, the lightning energy could no longer damage the meridians, completely tamed by Lin Tian, the energy flowed through the meridians, strengthening his muscles and bones, further enhancing this zombie body.

While he didn’t advance, his body’s strength far exceeded that of other zombies of the same level; confronting Ancestor Xu again, Lin Tian felt confident he could stand his ground, even if he didn’t win, he’d certainly not be powerless.

"Haha, I knew Brother Tian wouldn’t have any trouble, even thunder couldn’t hinder Brother Tian!" Ghost exclaimed excitedly.

"Sister, Lin Tian is alright, he truly is," Xiao Manxuan felt both thrilled and shaken, seeing Lin Tian standing with his sword, bathing in the thunder so gallantly.

The sisters clasped their hands tightly together, as if their lives were connected with Lin Tian’s.

Chirp chirp...

Little Snow chirped excitedly, revealing a human-like expression in its avian eyes.

"Brother Lin Tian is amazing." Yan Lingling’s clear eyes glittered, reflecting Lin Tian’s gallant form.

"Brother Lin Tian is formidable..." Yuwen Xingjian muttered to himself.

Seeing the adoration in Yan Lingling’s eyes, Shen Lin frowned, coldly said, "It was Shennong Ding that saved him, otherwise he’d be dead by now!"

"Jealousy is just jealousy, in your place, you’d have turned to ashes, not even a hundred Shennong Dings could save you." Ling Shuiyao retorted dismissively.

"How dare!" Shen Lin barked angrily, full of rage: "A lowly Ancient Martial Artist, how dare you speak to me, aren’t you afraid my Divine Clan will annihilate your Ling Family!"

"Let’s see who dares to try!" A powerful voice sounded.

Everyone turned to see Lin Tian, gripping a sword in one hand, clutching Shennong Ding in the other, emerging from the Thunder Refinement Purgatory. Though his robe was tattered, barely covering him, no one dared question his current aura.

Lin Tian seemed to merge with Shennong Ding, his breath connected, majestic and grand, like the vast Kunlun, standing between heaven and earth.

As he emerged from the Thunder Refinement Purgatory, the dark clouds above rapidly dissipated, turning back to white clouds, the thunder vanished along with them. Peace returned between heaven and earth, with only the cracked mountainsides suggesting the recent upheaval.

"Mr. Lin has finally obtained Shennong Ding!" Little Fatty exclaimed excitedly.

The Xiao sisters, Ling Shuiyao, Yan Lingling, and Ghost were also elated for Lin Tian; of course, where some were happy, others were distressed, Situ Yufeng’s eyes full of envy.

Wang Lin, Yuwen Xingjian, and Liu Xiaoxiao, although also disappointed, were more resigned, feeling that Lin Tian obtaining Shennong Ding was well-deserved, earned through risk-taking courage.

"Lin Tian, what I said previously still stands; hand Shennong Ding to the Divine Clan, and you’ll be their friend, the Divine Clan can share secrets above the Innate realm with you!" Shen Lin extended his hand, saying loftily.

The secrets above the Innate realm stirred the hearts of the family disciples, Ancient Martial families have been exploring for hundreds of years, all to pursue the realm beyond Innate.

"I won’t repeat myself." Lin Tian said coldly.

Shen Lin’s gaze flickered, a smirk played at his lips: "I said, only the Ancient Hidden Stream is worthy of Shennong Ding, you can’t protect it."

As soon as he spoke, a sword light flew from another mountain peak, aiming to sever Lin Tian’s hand holding the Ding; Lin Tian raised the Heavenly Tribulation Sword, dispersing the Sword Qi with one strike, then stared at the mountain peak where the Sword Qi originated.

Chirp...

Little Snow already let out a long call, flapping its wings, rushing towards the mountain peak.

"What a beast!" An elderly yet mighty voice came, and three black shadows appeared on the mountain peak, flitting towards us.

Even with Little Snow’s speed, it couldn’t hold back the three figures.

Lin Tian frowned, somewhat surprised, Little Snow was naturally fast, and its speed became terrifying after consuming the Thousand-year-old Snow Lotus, but it was easily escaping.

And the goal of the arriving figures was clear, uninterested in entangling with Snow Eagle, directly heading towards Lin Tian.

"Miss, step back." Lin Tian hurriedly shouted.

Seeing Little Snow fail to intercept, Miss and the others knew the incoming enemies were formidable, and following Lin Tian’s advice, retreated afar.

Shen Lin had already stealthily retreated, others did not slack either, distancing themselves from Lin Tian, fearing involvement in this higher-level contention.

The three black shadows landed, dividing into three directions around Lin Tian, encircling him.

One had greying hair, an elder, the other two’s ages were indistinguishable because all three wore the same black robes, black masks, gripping longswords.

The trio emitted a massive aura, each person’s presence stronger than Ling Xuesong, and their Cultivation Techniques seemed identical, their breaths connecting, subtly pressing Lin Tian in between.