Transmigrating Into a Fantasy World: Signing in During Pregnancy, Reaching the Summit with My Childhood Sweetheart

29: Chapter 29: A Glimmer of Hope in Desperate Circumstances (Continued)Deathly silence.

It wasn’t an absence of sound, but rather all sounds—gasps, heartbeats, dripping blood, even the faint whispers of energy flow—were devoured and isolated by the thick black mist that had suddenly erupted. Vision was completely useless, and probing with Divine Sense was like a clay ox entering the sea; he could barely sense an area about a foot around himself.

Spirit-Eroding Mist! And the highest grade at that!

Nangong Xuan instantly recognized this vicious stuff. His heart sank to the bottom. Already weakened from his severe injuries, his Divine Sense was now like having his eyes gouged out and ears deafened! Even worse, the backlash from forcibly activating his Sword Soul right arm was raging wildly. His entire right arm felt crippled, and excruciating pain akin to his Meridians shattering inch by inch swept through his body. The Nascent Soul within his Dantian was withered and dim, almost on the verge of falling into a deep slumber. At this moment, less than one-tenth of his combat power remained; he was even inferior to a robust Mortal!

On the other side, the black-robed evil Cultivator was equally shocked and furious! His Divine Soul was already severely wounded from the destruction of his Soul Banner, and now, with the Spirit-Eroding Mist upon him, it was adding insult to injury. He felt as if his head was splitting open, his Sea of Consciousness being pricked by needles, nearly causing him to vomit blood again. Clutching the broken bone staff tightly, he frantically urged his remaining spiritual power to protect his entire body, like a startled hedgehog, not daring to make the slightest move. He knew that whoever released this Spirit-Eroding Mist was absolutely malicious, waiting to profit from their conflict!

As for that Qi Refining squad leader, he completely panicked the moment the Spirit-Eroding Mist exploded! He felt as if he had been thrown into an ocean of ink—unable to see, hear clearly, and even the circulation of his spiritual power became sluggish! In his arms, he was still holding a ’corpse’ that clung to him desperately, a dagger embedded in its chest, blood soaking through his own clothes! Even more terrifying, the light cluster in the infant’s chest was still madly draining his spiritual power and life force!

”Get off! Monster! Let go of me!” Extreme fear overwhelmed greed. The squad leader let out a shrill scream (though it couldn’t travel far in the mist), desperately trying to shake off Liu Qingxuan, break free from that bizarre suction, while wildly slashing the dagger around him, attempting to fend off any potential ambushers.

At the center of the mist, Lin Mo endured the greatest pain and Chaos.

The chaos dao seed was operating overloaded, frantically absorbing all energy that came near: the squad leader’s spiritual power, the metallic essence of the dagger, his mother’s scalding blood and lethal poison, and even... the cold, filthy energy within the surrounding Spirit-Eroding Mist!

A jumbled mass of energies with vastly different and violently conflicting properties poured into the newly born, still fragile and vulnerable interior of the Dao Seed!

The chaotic-colored light of the Dao Seed became extremely unstable, sometimes dazzling like a star, sometimes dim and on the verge of extinguishing. The light was mixed with the ferocity of blood-red, the filth of black, the deathly stillness of gray (Spirit-Eroding Mist energy), and the sharpness of metal! The toxins that were originally only lightly sealed within the Dao Seed’s outer layer were instantly triggered, clinging like maggots to the bone, madly eroding inward. Wherever they passed, the newly born Dao Origin emitted agonized groans, its light rapidly dimming and becoming polluted!

Lethal poison, backlash from foreign energies, pollution of the Dao Origin... Multiple waves of pain assaulted Lin Mo’s consciousness like a tide! He felt his body was about to explode, his Soul being torn apart by countless hands! The blood flowing from his seven orifices had turned into a turbid, blackish-red. His tiny body convulsed violently, the light cluster in his chest flickering on and off as if it would completely collapse the next second!