Super Strong Little Divine Farmer

Chapter 2152 - 2153: Bloody Battle

The figures split into two sides, approaching Lin Chen, while in front and behind him, two strange beings towering three meters, floated over with cold composure.Surrounded by enemies on all sides.

Faced with this situation, Lin Chen remained unperturbed, his face as calm as water, with clear eyes under his furrowed brow scanning around, trying to find a glimmer of hope in the encirclement.

However, Chen Jie behind Lin Chen wasn't as composed, with her strength compromised. Her face was pale and, under the firelight, appeared even more desolate.

"Kill them!"

The sides slowly closed in, and after a faint command, Feng Pingyuan stood in place, while the disciples of Kaoshan Sect swiftly swept past him, transforming into a torrent charging towards Lin Chen and Chen Jie.

Feng Pingyuan remained in place observing, beside him stood two figures shrouded in black robes, making their features difficult to discern. In their hands, each held a staff about a zhang long, with the orb on top emitting a faint black glow.

"Find an opportunity to escape!"

With the situation growing dire, Chen Jie gritted her teeth, pressing the Spirit Talisman into Lin Chen's hands, then forcefully suppressing her injuries, her form darting forward immediately.

Her figure flickered, holding a short pair of blades in her hands, merely three inches long, concealed under her long sleeves and nearly invisible.

Despite her injuries, Chen Jie moved swiftly; her cultivation was at least a major realm higher than Lin Chen's, at Spirit Pill level five, stronger than Lin Chen by more than just a bit.

She darted into the crowd, her blades becoming like death's scythe, swiping through the bodies of the Kaoshan Sect disciples.

Limbs littered the ground, the disciples' bodies split asunder and dropping in incomplete pieces. Lin Chen wasn't unfamiliar with such scenes, but what caught his attention was the absence of any flowing blood from the torn bodies!

Only strands of black qi spewed from their bodies, then, as if guided, flowed toward the two approaching strange beings.

The two figures, with the emergence of this black qi, grew steadily, an aura of danger following their growth, stimulating Lin Chen's senses.

"Something's wrong! They're using this to nourish the strange beings!"

Lin Chen quickly realized the issue, but at his moment of clarity, Feng Pingyuan flashed a shallow smile, his eyes too emitting black light.

"Chen Jie, return! You're increasing their strength!"

Lin Chen shouted abruptly, calling Chen Jie back from the crowd. Her brows furrowed slightly, and in the intense motion, she panted lightly, her chest heaving.

After Lin Chen's reminder, she looked around, her eyebrows twitching involuntarily; the two strange beings were now over four meters tall from their original three, forcing Lin Chen and Chen Jie to slightly tilt their heads to watch.

"What's… happening?"

Chen Jie shook Shang Jie's body, staring at Feng Pingyuan in the distance, whose face bore a mocking smile, as if everything was well within his expectations.

"Seems like they want to deplete our stamina."

Lin Chen pondered, recognizing Feng Pingyuan's deep scheming, pretending to attack only to hide within the crowd, forcing Chen Jie to act first. Despite their weak strength, they still consumed much energy.

Moreover, the black qi flowing from the dead disciples was actually nourishing those two strange beings continuously!

While Lin Chen mused, the strange beings moved forward, their towering forms like two demon gods, exuding an oppressive aura just by standing there.

As they charged, the evil qi from their bodies formed a lingering shadow, hovering in the air.

Then, Lin Chen sensed danger arising; he pushed Chen Jie to the side, using the force of the push to roll in the opposite direction.

With the ground shaking violently, Lin Chen felt as though an earthquake was occurring.

Having seen the methods of these beings, Lin Chen was not shocked by their power; quickly picking himself off the ground as the figure struck where he had just lain!

The sound waves woke the cold night, spreading far without dissipating. Yet oddly, the sound seemed to collide with something in the distance and echoed back, waving endlessly.

"Old Zhao was really foolish. Had he been as prepared as me, he wouldn't have ended up like that."

Following the source of the sound, one could see a thin, cicada-wing-like light curtain enveloping the Kaoshan Sect. Within the curtain, a figure stood quietly.

He sat atop a branch, lifting one hand, generating energy to form this vast barrier, isolating the scenery within.

His eyes emitted black qi, allowing him to monitor the situation inside through Feng Pingyuan's eyes, seeing everything clearly.

Within the light curtain, Lin Chen panted heavily; his chest bore slight depressions. Through his torn clothes, one could see the large palm imprint on his chest.

Cough.

Lin Chen crouched, dry-coughing, spitting out a bit of blood, and frowned slightly, looking at the strange being in front.

The creature's head, cut halfway earlier, was now slowly regenerating.

Lin Chen leaned on his sword, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve. He initially thought the creature's weakness might be in the head, hence why he gambled on a single strike to sever half of the head.

But likewise, Lin Chen was also considerably injured. However, his attacks seemed ineffective, while the creature slowly recovered.

"This won't work. Unless we deplete the evil qi in them, they're effectively immortal. But even then, it's meaningless."

Chen Jie rushed to Lin Chen's side, reminding him that this method of spiritual manipulation was a forbidden technique, of which she knew little—only a tiny bit.

Lin Chen nodded softly, understanding what Chen Jie meant. To truly exhaust the evil qi would require immense endurance, not to mention several figures watched from afar, their strengths unclear.

"Hmm?"

Suddenly, when Lin Chen glanced at Feng Pingyuan and the others, he noticed something bizarre: Feng Pingyuan's eyes were vacant, his neck mechanically swiveling around to survey the area.