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The moment the shadow struck, Lin Yue grabbed Chu Sheng, and the two narrowly avoided the lethal blow. Chu Sheng struggled to maintain his consciousness and called out into the darkness, "Come out!"
"Ha, you can't even withstand the backlash from your bloodline awakening. Is that all you've got?" A cold voice dripped with sarcasm, slowly drifting from the shadows like a venomous snake's flickering tongue, sending chills down their spines. A figure clad in a black robe stepped forward, a mask adorned with a Raven painted on it, its dark feathers seeming to flow in the night like a sinister wave.
Chu Sheng narrowed his eyes, a glint of sharpness flashing within them. The Merit Book trembled within him: [Warning! Abnormal energy fluctuations detected, suspected Evil God presence!] A surge of heat coursed through his body, making him feel dizzy but also heightening his sensitivity to the surrounding energy.
"Who are you?" Chu Sheng fixed his gaze on the figure, his voice icy as if forged from eternal frost. The power from his bloodline awakening surged within him like a raging river, yet the backlash left him feeling lightheaded, akin to being drunk.
"Codename: Raven." The figure chuckled softly, his voice raspy like two pieces of sandpaper rubbing together. "But that’s not important; what matters is your bloodline power—quite intriguing." He paused, a glimmer of greed flashing in his eyes, reminiscent of a starving wolf spotting its prey.
Another shadow flickered into view beside Raven, moving with a speed that was almost ghostly. This figure wore a mask depicting a Hound, baring its teeth in a menacing snarl, exuding an aura as sinister as that of a hellish beast.
"Enough talk," Hound said coldly, impatience lacing his tone like an executioner's decree. "Let’s take him back for research." His interest in Chu Sheng's bloodline power was palpable; he seemed eager to dissect him and uncover its secrets.
A chill ran through Chu Sheng. The strength of these two far surpassed that of the previous black-clad figure, weighing heavily on his heart like two towering mountains. He whispered urgently to Lin Yue, "You need to go first." His tone was resolute and left no room for argument.
"No!" Lin Yue clutched Chu Sheng's arm tightly, her voice frantic like an ant on a hot pan. "I can't leave you behind!" Her gaze was unwavering, showing no sign of retreat.
The Merit Book suddenly vibrated: [Special energy fluctuations detected! Host's perception of surrounding energy has significantly increased after bloodline awakening!] A warm current surged into Chu Sheng's body, bringing him comfort while enhancing his sensitivity to the energies around him like a radar.
Chu Sheng felt a shift within himself and began to carefully sense his surroundings. Indeed, deep within the abandoned factory lay an unusual energy fluctuation—faint yet alluring like fireflies in the dark.
"Interesting," Raven tilted his head slightly, amusement flickering in his eyes. "It seems you've noticed it. That makes it even more imperative that you don’t leave here alive." His tone was frigid as if pronouncing a death sentence.
Before he finished speaking, two shadows lunged forward in an instant like arrows released from their bows, hurtling straight toward Chu Sheng. He pulled Lin Yue back quickly while channeling Merit Power to form a golden barrier around them, barely managing to block the lethal strike as if it were an unyielding wall.
"Run!" Chu Sheng shouted fiercely, shoving Lin Yue away with urgency in his voice as if it were a life-or-death command.
Lin Yue gritted her teeth and turned to run, her speed swift as a hare. She knew that staying behind would only make her a burden to Chu Sheng; the only way to buy him more time was to leave quickly.
"Trying to escape?" Hound sneered, ready to pursue her like a cheetah spotting its prey.
In an instant, Chu Sheng acted, a beam of golden light shooting from his hand like lightning, aimed directly at Hound's back. "Your opponent is me!" His tone was resolute, as solid as a rock.
"Overestimating yourself," Hound said dismissively, easily dodging the attack as if toying with a mouse. "The backlash from your bloodline awakening should have weakened you to your limits, right?" His voice dripped with mockery, as if he were looking at a lamb ready for slaughter.
Chu Sheng said nothing but seized the opportunity to move deeper into the factory, his speed akin to a flash of lightning. The energy fluctuations there grew clearer, like a lighthouse in the dark guiding him forward. He sensed that something important lay hidden there, like a treasure waiting to be uncovered.
Raven seemed to see through his intentions. "Thinking of going there? Dream on!" His voice was cold, like a chilling wind from hell.
Black energy surged like a tide, enveloping Chu Sheng. He was forced to retreat repeatedly, like a small boat in a storm. He could feel that this power contained the essence of the Evil God, akin to a demon from hell, yet it felt different—mixed with something else, like poison tainted with holy water.
The Merit Book chimed in: [Mixed energy detected! Suspected combination of Evil God and Zheng Shen powers!] A strange energy surged into Chu Sheng's body, leaving him stunned as if struck by lightning.
"What?" Chu Sheng's heart raced, feeling as though he had been hit by thunder. How could the power of the Evil God be mixed together? This was unheard of, like water and fire coexisting.
At that moment, chants echoed from deep within the factory, reminiscent of a summons from hell that sent chills down his spine. Taking advantage of the distraction, Chu Sheng dodged an attack and hid behind a pillar, much like a mouse retreating into its hole. Through a gap, he saw several figures in black robes forming a circle, engaged in some bizarre ritual akin to summoning demons.
Their robes were adorned with an eerie eye pattern that seemed to stare at Chu Sheng with an intense gaze, making his heart race as if he were being targeted by a venomous snake. Even more shocking was the aura emanating from these individuals; it carried the scent of the Evil God—like sulfur from hell—yet also bore characteristics familiar to certain members of the Tian Yun Sect, reminiscent of sweet floral fragrances that left him bewildered as if he had fallen into a fog.
"The True God is about to return..."
"The gateway of the Origin Land..."
"A new order..."
Fragmented words reached Chu Sheng's ears, like whispers from hell, sending a jolt through him as if struck by a heavy hammer. Why did these words sound so familiar? It was as if he had heard them before.
Suddenly, a long-buried memory surged forth, overwhelming him like a tidal wave. That night, before his family was annihilated, he seemed to have heard similar words! It was as if a nightmare was replaying itself.
"I found you!" Hound's voice echoed in his ears, like the arrival of death itself, startling Chu Sheng as if he had been awakened from a deep slumber. But it was too late to escape, like prey ensnared in a spider's web.
"Bang!"
The alarm blared suddenly, its piercing sound reverberating throughout the factory like a death knell. Chu Sheng had accidentally triggered the alarm while trying to hide, as if he had detonated a bomb.
"Damn it!" Raven cursed angrily, his tone fierce like an enraged beast. "The ritual has been interrupted!"
Dozens of figures in black robes turned simultaneously, the air seeming to freeze as if time had stopped. Chu Sheng could feel countless murderous gazes fixated on him, sharp as blades, suffocating him like he was plunging into an icy abyss.
The Merit Book vibrated wildly: [Danger! Danger! Multiple high-energy fluctuations detected!] A strong sense of crisis surged within him, as if death itself were watching him.
"Since you saw me," Raven slowly raised his hand, his voice cold as if pronouncing a death sentence, "then you shall remain here forever!"
Black energy coalesced in the air, forming a massive shadow of Raven that resembled a demon from hell, lunging towards Chu Sheng. At the same time, Hound also struck, his dark claws tearing through the air like the scythe of death aimed at Chu Sheng.
Taking a deep breath, Chu Sheng felt the power of his bloodline surging within him like a raging river.
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