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Li Ming's emotions reached an unprecedented peak, his inner fury burning like an endless flame. He felt the surrounding thunder and lightning responding to his anger, bolts striking down from the sky and exploding beside him, charring the ground black. At this moment, it seemed as if heaven and earth trembled in the wake of his wrath.
The Chaos Pearl within him throbbed violently, seemingly infected by Li Ming's rage, unleashing an unprecedented power. Mo Shiu's voice echoed once more, but this time it was not a roar; it carried a calm determination: "Take my Spiritual Energy, Li Ming, let us fight together!" As Mo Shiu spoke, a torrent of blue Spiritual Energy surged into Li Ming's body.
Li Ming felt the blue Spiritual Energy clashing and intertwining with his own Red Aura within him, the two forces colliding and gradually merging into an immensely powerful force. This power seemed capable of destroying everything; Li Ming's body transformed from mere flesh into a vessel brimming with infinite energy.
"Ahhhhh!" Li Ming roared skyward, his voice resonating like a dragon's roar or a tiger's howl, shaking the very heavens and earth. His eyes were filled with boundless fighting spirit as blue and red Spiritual Energy erupted around him, forming a dazzling light that enveloped him entirely. In that instant, he seemed to embody thunder and fire, fearless in the face of any challenge.
With Li Ming's roar, he exerted himself fiercely, tearing his hands free from the mountainside. Lightning exploded around him as he shattered the rock face into pieces. The entire mountainside crumbled under this overwhelming force, countless rocks and debris flying in all directions as it collapsed. The ground shook violently as if the earth itself was yielding to Li Ming's power.
"Feng Tianlong!" Li Ming's roar echoed through the skies as he emerged from the ruins of the mountainside, his body ablaze with intertwining blue and red Spiritual Energy. His gaze sharpened like a sword as it locked onto Feng Tianlong's position. He knew that this battle was inevitable. No matter the cost, he had to defeat this formidable enemy to protect everything he cherished.
Taking a deep breath, Li Ming felt the surging Spiritual Energy within him like an endless torrent roaring through his veins. He knew it was time. Clenching his fists tightly, he pushed off the ground and leaped from the mountainside, soaring upward like a shooting star.
The Spiritual Energy erupted within him, propelling him forward like an arrow released from its bow. His form was enveloped in blue and red Spiritual Energy as the air around him crackled with sharp sounds of breaking through barriers. Wherever he passed, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled in the sky above, as if his appearance had provoked the wrath of heaven and earth.
In mid-air, Li Ming transformed into a brilliant light, reminiscent of a thunder god descending upon the world. Every step he took and every movement he made exuded immense power; thunder exploded beside him while surging currents of electricity flickered around him, making him appear invincible like a mythical warrior. In that moment, it seemed that only he existed in the sky; Li Ming became the focal point of all creation.
Mo Shiu's voice resonated deeply in Li Ming's mind, tinged with satisfaction and madness: "Not bad, not bad... This power has not been seen in a long time." He could sense Li Ming's strength continuously growing; that madness and indomitable will seemed to ignite some deep-seated desire within him.
Li Ming raced through the air at such speed that everything around him blurred into obscurity; his eyes were fixed solely on his target—Feng Tianlong. He understood that this time he must utterly defeat this powerful foe; otherwise, endless despair and death awaited him and his companions.
Feng Tianlong tightened his grip around Master Han's neck, feeling his fingers apply more pressure as Master Han's breaths grew weaker. The familiar thrill surged within him as he sensed life slipping away under his fingertips. This power to control another’s life had ensnared him since his first kill; he was hopelessly addicted to it.
Feng Tianlong's eyes became wild, and a cold smile crept across his lips. He relished this feeling, enjoying the sight of those about to die at his hands, knowing full well they could not escape yet still struggling with all their might. The despair, fear, and unwillingness—all these emotions intertwined, creating a deathly feast that belonged solely to him.
He looked down at Master Han's flushed face, watching as Master Han's eyes gradually lost their light, his breathing becoming rapid and labored, his body twitching involuntarily. In that moment, Feng Tianlong felt an indescribable satisfaction. He knew Master Han had no strength left to resist, yet he deliberately allowed him to linger in this state, savoring the process as he slowly pushed him toward the abyss of death.
"Heh... how does it feel? Isn't it wonderful?" Feng Tianlong whispered, his tone laced with mockery and disdain. He reveled in the power of controlling another's life and death, feeling like an omnipotent god who held the fates of others in his hands, watching them tremble, scream, and plead before ultimately succumbing to their fate.
As he gazed into Master Han's increasingly lifeless eyes, Feng Tianlong felt a surge of excitement within him. He yearned to witness the final moment of despair before Master Han's death; it would be the greatest pleasure of his life. But just then, a frantic shout broke through his ecstasy—Chen Yao was nearby, screaming hoarsely as he struggled to break free from Feng Tianlong's grasp, trying desperately to prevent him from killing Master Han.
Feng Tianlong frowned, his pleasure abruptly interrupted. However, he continued to ignore Chen Yao's resistance, increasing his grip and enjoying the faint yet stubborn struggle beneath him. He knew that the moment was drawing near; death would once again descend by his hand, and he would once more experience that familiar and intoxicating thrill.
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