In the life-and-death moment of fierce confrontation between Lin Chen and the dark vortex, every muscle in his entire body tensed to the absolute limit, as if forged from steel. Veins bulged like coiling dragons, throbbing violently and highlighting the immense pressure he was enduring. That mysterious power surged wildly within him like a turbulent flood, perfectly merging with his own tenacious will and pouring continuously into the sword he gripped tightly in his hand.
Where the sword and the vortex collided, light and darkness fiercely intertwined and tore at each other wildly. The energy fluctuations generated by the collision plunged the surrounding space into a distorted state of chaos. Lin Chen's eyes were bloodshot from extreme focus and stubborn persistence, yet his gaze remained incomparably steady, like the brightest star in the night sky, never to be extinguished. He continually let out roars like a wild beast, a sound that seemed ready to pierce the clouds, pouring all his inner anger, unyielding spirit, and devotion to justice into this earth-shattering strike.
His companions did not slacken in the slightest either. They closely surrounded Lin Chen, forming an indestructible defense line. They tried every ounce of their strength to resist the powerful suction emanating from the vortex and the erosion of the tidal, surging dark energy. Some tasted sweetness in their throats from the backlash of power, fresh blood spilling from the corners of their mouths, but …
Chapter 22